Take Me Away Page #3

- No, it's not!

- I need it for my computer.

It's not mine.

The widow left it to the parish.

There's a holograph will.

You'll find a way.

So what about the offer?

I think it's fine.

If you're happy...

But the paintings stay here

throughout the scheduled showing.

So... So it's a deal,

the other half in 60 days,

give or take a day.

Let's just say 60 days!

See you in 60 days.

Thank you.

It was a pleasure meeting you.

- Thank you.

- Good luck on your show.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

I hope you can come.

So do I.

Goodbye.

Interesting...

Very interesting.

Before he met you

he had made a much lower offer.

Will you wait!

Listen to me,

we've made up.

But you and my mother haven't!

She even said if you walk

in there again she'll call the police

and sue you.

What kind of friend are you?

What's the problem,

just go tell her:

"The store is mine

and Othello supplies my drinks,

so don't you dare call anyone else. "

Why?

First, because

my mother owns the store.

Second, she pays the suppliers

with her checks.

Third, I own nothing.

Even the car is in her name.

Is that enough?

Fourth, because you're an idiot

and fifth because

I've had enough of your sh*t!

You have? Let me tell you...

- Tell me what?

- You know what your problem is?

You son is going out

with that gypsy slut!

Whatever.

I'm not done with you,

there's more.

Go on.

When we get rid of

these f***ing gypsies,

the day will come

when we remember

who was on their side,

who protected them,

and we'll get rid of them too!

Traitors!

Fine, I'll pretend you didn't say that.

Because you didn't say anything

anyway. Just go home.

Please!

What if someone beat up your son?

I don't know. The less I get

involved, the better off I am.

Anyway, Othello deserves it.

Hitting a little girl, that's sick.

- Maybe it wasn't even the gypsies.

- Listen to you!

Who's that?

Who is it?

Be right down.

Mom, it's Romana.

I'm going out.

What about your dinner?

I'm not hungry.

All right, don't be late.

Wasn't he ill today?

He didn't go to school.

He said he's better now.

- Is he with that gypsy?

- Yes.

I told you that I don't want him

hanging out with her.

- I know.

- Well?

Doesn't what I say matter?

Here we go again!

Yes, until you start doing what I say.

Where are you going?

Listen to me...

I get up at four every morning

and work until eight at night.

Have I ever complained?

Have I ever said I'm tired?

- Answer me!

- I know what you're getting at.

Wait, answer me.

- Have I ever complained?

- No.

Why not?

- How do I know?

- Because you're content with it.

No, I'm not.

Sometimes I want to

just give it all up.

When that damn alarm

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