Rosie Page #2

I'm free.

I'll be all yours.

God, nobody...

Do you want to do it with me?

Please?

Do you want to do it with me?

Please.

I want you.

You're my prince.

Do you want to do it with me?

What?

I want you.

What are you saying?

Do you want to marry me?

Jesus, girl.

How old are you?

Sixteen and a few months.

Tell me your name first.

- Rosie. And you?

Jimi... Do you want one?

Look, I have to go. Bye!

Will I see you again?

Lovely. Very lovely.

Thank you.

With whom do I have the honour...?

- Rosita, the lovely tsarina.

And you?

Michel. At your service.

A kiss, noble tsarina?

- As you wish.

But I don't understand you.

I speak Russian.

Russian? Russki?

No problem.

Doesnt your brother get a kiss?

Hello, Michel.

- Hello, Rosie.

Where's Irene?

- She's working.

Inhale and don't move.

Name?

- Bernard Vermarke.

Your personal details

have not changed?

4 Manchester Street

married.

Widower.

Children?

- No, thank goodness.

Which department?

- Chemistry.

Any particular complaints?

- No.

Results in one week.

Please send in the next one.

One day he showed up unexpectedly

at the palace courtyard.

The tsarina jumped up

and rushed downstairs.

And stroked blindly stroked

each others bodies.

Lingering on the warmest

curves. His hands

...tasted her full shoulders,

Her firm breasts, her slender waist.

Guess...

Who am I?

Who are you?

I am yours and you are mine.

Who am I?

Jimi!

What's it about?

Real heroes.

Real, manly heroes.

Beautiful girls in

gorgeous ball gowns.

Good people always

win and bad people die.

It always ends well

and everyone is happy.

And you, are you happy?

Not like in the book.

That's not possible. It's not real.

Sure it is.

It is possible.

- What do you have to do?

Follow the dictates

of your heart.

Do what you truly want to do.

Do what you want

most in the whole world.

You know what that is?

Look at the clouds

and close your eyes.

Make a wish.

I wish...

I wish... for my mummy

to be happy.

No... You have to wish

something for yourself.

Wishing for another

brings unhappiness.

Do you understand?

I'm happy if she's happy.

'Goldenboy' and 'Geraldo' are

in lead, but not by much.

We still have a lap to go

and it's anyone's guess.

How do I look?

Great... fantastic.

- You've put on some weight?

No, really. I'm serious.

I've got my papers.

- No problems then.

Take off your jacket.

That's Rosie, my little sister.

This is Bernard.

Hello, Rosie.

Hello.

That's my brother, Michel.

Hello.

Take a seat.

There?

Martini?

Mr. Bernard, what do you

do for a living?

I'm a chemist.

Do you earn a lot?

- Rosie, that's enough.

Do you mean am I rich?

- Yes.

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