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Do your thing, hocus - pocus,

Optimistic version for me now!

- I understand you, but...

- The f*** you understand!

No matter.

Sorry, I got...

No problem. Tom must stay here.

That's right bro...

...it's exactly like I said.

Dr. Piotrowski says exactly

the same thing as me.

Told you so many times.

Constantly, day and night.

Yeah bro, vitamins.

You have a deficiency.

And you're weakened.

Told you to eat more vitamins.

To use my example?

A kilogram of apples a day.

And no issues.

You do not eat vitamins

and you are weakened.

You are so weakened that

you are weak and pass out.

Luckily, Dr Piotrowski said they

can give you those vitamins by an I.V.

You will stay here a while

and be good as new.

Don't make a scene.

I'll be back in the morning.

Bring you apples from all

the orchards in the world.

Later bro. You coming?

Where have you lost Tom,

Mr. Jack?

Sell him off to "I Got Talent?"

Could you be so kind and check if they

also shut off your hot water just now?

They didn't.

"Mr. Andrew,

what do you think of this movie?

This is a personal question

but I will answer.

Beautiful, beautiful,

you'll be pleased.

Good, beautiful, when the horses go by,

you will look, like that.

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,

you'll be pleased"

Doctor...

Good, beautiful.

You'll be pleased.

It's unjust Mr. Jack.

Unjust, what a great loss but,

he was here, you know?

He was, and he said not to be afraid.

And to beware.

Beware Mr. Jack, be careful,

Be...

Mrs. Kwiatkowska, fine.

Goodnight, goodnight.

Hello?

Yeah, hello?

What,

how is he gone?

No, he's not home! How is he gone?

How did he escape?

He is not mouse-size.

This is a normal man, the size of a normal man.

Seen with the unaided eye!

This is professional care?

Fine, I'll be there in a moment.

Thank you very much.

Come, your brother is here.

Tom.

Time to say goodbye bro.

I know.

I don't want it to hurt.

I know.

We want to try chemo still.

Gotta believe in miracles.

Don't bullshit me bro.

Tom...

This is so f***ed up.

You speak only when

you f***ing want to?!

Magda!

What's up?

What's going on... with you?

You know... you can always call me.

You can always talk with me.

Not like with a policeman

like with a friend, see?

Can I tell you something?

Like to a friend? Not a policeman?

Sure.

I'm going far away soon.

But I'll write.

Later then.

Good morning Mrs. Kwiatkowska.

Is Tom here?

Oh, f***... like 30 minutes ago,

his buddies took him out for a beer.

Joke.

Bro, you have no idea who's here.

Sir, my friend is visiting

from New Zealand.

I'd like to show him the view

from the rooftop.

That's not possible.

I'll pay two thou.

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