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but I don't know

how this has got to do with everything.

That's what you're paying

the cleaning woman for, all right?

No, you come to where I work now.

Pack up all your stuff

and hop over here tomorrow.

Okay. Let's play our funny game:

just 'cause you don't get it.

Let him in, baby.

Honey, can't you hear me?

Let him in. I asked him over.

- Hi!

- Hi!

Hi Wanda!

Sit down.

Sit down already.

Will you be standing there?

It's been a long time!

You're clothes won't get dirty if you sit.

The place is clean.

Yeah, I can see that.

Bogika, go and play a little!

Bogi!

It's okay.

I've been calling you for two days

and you won't pick up.

I even left a message, and nothing.

What's up with you?

Nothing. I'm fine.

I'm fine too.

There's nothing wrong with me.

The kid has everything she wants.

They want to take Bogi

away from me.

They think Bogi talks so little

because she's with me.

They think I'm some stinking junkie.

They think that Bogi can't talk right

because her mother

is a stinking junkie.

They want to take her

to an institution.

And they're talking

about foster-parents.

But why? Everything is in order here.

Everything is clean.

I love Bogi so much.

You know how much I love her.

I'm her mother.

They won't give me

any Depridol either.

'Cause they think

that I should stop taking it.

But my bones will split if I stop.

You know what they asked me?

The f***ers asked me

what makes me think

that Bogi loves me?

Give me some Depridol!

I'm getting some the day after

tomorrow from someone,

but I can't hold out until then!

I don't have any Depridol.

What do you have then?

You got some H?

Do you?

Yeah.

Then give me some, please!

I'm going to court tomorrow, and

if they see me like this, then it's over,

they'll take Bogi away from me.

I'm shaking, I can't walk like this.

And if they take Bogi...

Give me some heroin.

Do it for me.

She'll love you too.

Just like she loves me.

You just have to tell her...

...that you are her father.

Then she'll love you too.

You knew, didn't you?

You had to feel it.

Couldn't you feel

that Bogi was yours?

Look at her eyes!

Those are your eyes.

Or do you believe what they say,

that she doesn't talk,

because she doesn't love me?

Bogi loves me.

Of course she doesn't say it.

Her father never said it either.

Don't worry, I won't let them

to take her away.

I'll get off this sh*t.

I just need time.

A lot of time.

Come on, get off.

Look, see this girl coming?

She'll take care of you.

- Hello.

- Hi.

Hi there, I'm Barbara.

What's your name?

Where did you get this little girl?

Her mother is sick.

You said something on the phone

about her being yours.

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