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Love Sick

I met Alex on the first day

of college.

She was nothing but a boring voice

that kept hammering on

with thousands of questions,

requests and nonsense.

I was somehow indifferent to her,

and I had no idea

about what was going to happen.

Don't forget to tell mother

to send me some summer clothes

by train next week.

I won't.

We'll call you at Mrs. Penes.

It's not Penes, father.

It's Mrs. Benes.

If only I could still catch Cristina.

Bucharest is crazy!

- What floor is this?

-3rd floor.

It's useless. If they were at home,

they'd have answered by now.

I think I hear something.

I wonder if this building

is earthquake-proof.

Man, what a climb.

- Hello. Here we are.

- Hello, welcome.

- This is my father. He drove me here.

- Nice to meet you.

Don't leave them in the hallway.

Take them to the room.

We have two more sacks of clothes

and some books, and that's it.

- And the desk.

- Come on in.

- There, with the sacks.

- I'll put it in a corner.

- It won't bother you.

- That eats up a lot of electricity.

If it's a problem,

father can take it-

God forbid! Why take it back?

This is a decent home, after all.

Yes, it's very nice.

Can we put these bags

into the room?

Sure. Over there.

God, what was I thinking?

Where can you put the desk?

- What do you need a desk for?

- It's just a tiny desk.

- It's essential with finals coming up.

- Who'll carry it up?

- Will you help?

- We'll carry it up together.

My little girl's a good girl.

She won't cause any trouble.

I've never rented out a room.

But my pills have ruined me,

so I have to manage how I can.

That's life.

Alexandra, my girl.

Your mother used to have

a great place on campus.

Never mind. I'm just happy to be rid

of the cockroaches I had at my dorms.

God, Bucharest is filthy!

Let's just carry the desk up,

then go and grab a bite.

Take a look, here's what a doctor

at the clinic gave me.

Have a look.

He's absolutely useless.

I had a load of tests done, X-rays,

the whole lot.

But don't you get them free

at your clinic?

- Tests are expensive.

- Can we go downstairs for the desk?

Go, sweetie..

Use the front entrance.

There's more room.

I thought we might keep

the neighbours from seeing you,

but what can you do?

Nothing.

Up.

All set?

Hey!

I rang at your door.

I'm Cristina,

a classmate of Alexandra's.

- You're her father.

- Yes.

Let me help you.

- Lighter now?

- It is.

- Why didn't you use the elevator?

- It's out of order.

Right, they're doing

maintenance work.

It's you again.

I have to lock the door.

All kinds of crazies around.

It's not so cool living on campus. I've never

lived on campus, because I'm from Bucharest,

but it was tough for Alexandra.

We never told you, but your mother

would spend a whole day crying

whenever we visited you.

She said you lived in filth.

Kiki, would you ask Mrs. Benes

to make some space for me?

Well, didn't you arrange it?

Auntie Lucretia!

At least this is a decent home.

You need the whole closet?

- Just enough for clothes.

- Oh, what a mess!

Auntie Lucretia,

could you empty the closet?

Okay, sweetie.

I'll take the stuff out.

And can you make some room

for her books?

We'll put the old papers

in the other room.

"Women's Magazine,"

"Flacara" from 1966.

Just attracting moths and ants!

You're lucky Cristina

recommended you.

Think I'd be renting,

if not for her?

Will you be leaving today?

I don't want to drive at night.

That's my brother.

That's what he always does.

Well, Alexandra, if you don't want me

to take back some of your clothes,

- I should go now.

- I'd love to see where you live. I don't have any family in the country.

- Of course, any time.

- Kiki!

- What's that guy saying?

- Kiki please!

- Tell him to go away.

- I don't even know him. Why won't you tell him?

Kiki, come out, please!

Let's bury the hatchet!

Sandu, beat it!

Come near me, and I'll kill you!

What is this noise?

Sandu. We're having a fight.

Look how thick the dust is.

Just a moment.

I think we should settle up first.

I asked Cristina to tell the girl that I

wanted the rent paid up six months in advance.

- Until October.

- How's that?

May, June, July, August,

September, October.

- Until November.

- November, right.

He made me so angry.

Lucky you came.

How about I finish up here

and then we go for a drink?

Yes. No. You go.

Mind that I invited myself

to your parents' place?

Why should I?

We'll go in summer.

Okay. We'll talk tomorrow.

- Do you want me to pick you up?

- I'm not coming to the first seminar.

We paid six months in advance,

so you needn't worry about it.

Will you help me

put the books away?

I'll get a earful from your mom

if I'm late.

Come on, I can't do it alone.

You'll be fine.

Man, student life is hard.

But it's nice, too!

That's French. Dubois.

Say, this girl...

Isn't she a bit odd?

I don't know.

I don't think so.

It was the first night I slept over

at Alex's place.

I fell asleep, a bit drunk

from too much beer,

and I dreamed we were both

running in the rain, as if in an obstacle race.

In the morning, I woke up and looked

at her. She was sleeping peacefully.

I could smell the scent of sleep on her, and that's

when I desired to see her always, every morning.

- I'm leaving, so I don't spoil your plans.

- Don't start with that.

- I'm talking about your guy Alex.

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