Die Zeit, die man Leben nennt Page #3

But I've tried to

reach you for six weeks.

I've written to you so often.

Did you get the letters?

You shouldn't have come.

It's not like before.

I understand how you feel.

And that you need time.

But I came to tell you I'm there for you.

No matter what happened, or will happen.

There's no point.

- We can still see each other.

We were always there for each other.

- We can't do anything, okay?

You have your life, and I have mine.

If you really want to help me...

just leave me alone.

You have physiotherapy in five minutes.

- Why? I've left the NBA.

That's not funny. You do the therapy

or it's goodbye.

Goodbye?

Orders from Dr. Assaro. If you don't join

the program, she has to let you go.

That would be a pity.

- Is that what she says?

And she's the boss around here.

I'm depending on you.

Roderick, Roderick,

walking is your famous trick.

Watch your feet. Further apart.

It was nice, baby.

- If that works, we can speed up.

Other things still work as well.

- Sure. Feet apart.

Come on. The feet.

Yes, that's good.

Prince Valium, welcome to

the Spazz Fitness Club.

That's here. One more minute.

- Then I'll be in Rome, right?

I'm Mike.

- Spelled with Al.

Let's start with the treadmill.

- What's the point?

It keeps the muscles elastic, improves

circulation and gives you strength.

So you won't grow crooked.

- Better crooked than black.

A handicap isn't enough?

You have to act like that?

You're handicapped too. Get used to it.

Thanks a lot, Black Mamba.

Hi there, spazz.

God, this makes me puke.

- Do it in your part of the room.

You're really mental.

- The analyst has spoken.

You're not allowed to smoke in your room.

Are you going to stop me, wise ass?

The maestro plays piano.

Or tries to. And no one shows up.

An original concert. Bye.

A**hole.

- I didn't know you were expecting me.

I hope I'm not disturbing you.

I know you don't want to see anyone.

Your mom says so every day.

Were you about to play?

I'm sorry to hear it. I...

Playing the piano is for sissies, right?

I've never said that.

But you were thinking it.

That's not true.

I think we should talk.

So many things

have gone wrong in the past.

You ignored me for ten years. Don't start

caring now I'm in a wheelchair.

Good evening.

So, anything going on tonight?

- Sure.

I'm sorry, Luca.

I know I'm an a**hole sometimes.

I know talking isn't your thing,

but you could say something now.

I said I'm an a**hole sometimes.

- Sometimes? Always.

Yes, but not on purpose.

I don't know why I bug people.

Maybe because I hate my situation.

And because I'm an a**hole.

Come on, listen to me.

We're giving a party,

and we'd like it if...

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