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-I don't know why he was so agitated this week.

-Well, he's so sweet...

-Don't you feel anything when you see such a nice kid?

-Oh, there we go again...

-What did you say?

-I said he's sweet.

Do you think I'm stupid? Do you want to

humiliate me in front of my friends?

-I know what you said: "There we go again". Go where?

-Into these discussions that I can't stand in public,

Not in public? Let's go home! Do you

have a home, so we could move in together?

No. why? Because you can't! You can't marry me,

and we can't have a baby!

Vera, don't exaggerate...

If for you being mature means all this sh*t

"I want a baby, I'll buy yours."

"I want a baby to play with."

-Come on!

-"Now, yes, I want a baby now!"

You're a pig! And go... go f*** yourself,

you woke up the baby!

It was the end of my 2 year relationship with Vera,

the only woman who ever wanted to have a baby with me.

Only I already had about 100 babies at school,

and all of them were getting on my nerves.

Especially one of them.

Robert!

Did you hit on her? I'll beat

the sh*t out of you, you motherf***er!

-Me, hit on this ugly thing?

-He did! He hit on me and threatened me!

I'll eat you alive!

Robert was very famous in school. Every girl

from the 9th to the 11th grade adored him.

Happily, he showed up for class rarely,

and mostly drugged.

I preferred seeing him

as seldom as I could.

The principal was pressuring me

to kick him out, though...

Listen, teach, they say they want

to kick me out of school.

What's the deal?

-I don't know, Robert, maybe you did something.

-Teach, you won't let them, right?

Aren't you my buddy?

-What can I do if you don't behave?

-Listen, let me tell you what the deal is:

If they kick me out, and you let them

or you don't say anything...

...then I'm not considering you

my buddy anymore.

Then I'll come and cut you like a bratwurst.

Right? Tell me, isn't that right?

I'll think about it.

Suddenly, I realized that a young boy

is still very fragile...

...and that some hasty punishments may

leave scars for the rest of his life.

Robert deserved a chance

to continue his studies.

I asked the principal to let me

talk to the boy's parents.

And I urged Robert

to ask them to come.

I was almost curious how do the parents

of such a troublemaker look like.

You know how sometimes in life a door opens,

and nothing is like it used to be.

Well, imagine the door of Room 10B.

-Professor Gorea?

-Yes.

I'm Robert Dobrovicescu's sister.

My parents should have come, but...

...they are out of town, so

I thought I'd stop by instead.

Happy to meet you.

I'm Ovidiu Gorea.

Diana Dobrovicescu.

-Robert's sister!

-Yes.

Sit down, please.

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