Ryna

Alright, Grandad?

Biris!

They've just left.

You fell asleep again, Grandad.

- Did someone go by? - No, no one.

Where the hell were you?

Don't you have time for your dad...

at least once a week?

Sarbu! Come here! Why're you lying?

Pig! - What did you say?

- Pig! - Shit! Who's gonna wash the car, huh?

Dear viewers,

tonight, the fight between the Gorilla, fighting fit...

Shutup!

And his opponent...

Biris, get in the car,

you'll wake up the whole town.

Yes, Boss, sir, no problem.

Micu, go home.

Clean yourself up a bit.

If you want I could find you some work...

...at mine

I can help you, little one...

Let's go home.

Why are you looking at my ass,

my ass my own house

As if you didn't have your ass

your ass your own house

Get up!

You'll wake up the whole town!

Ryna.

What?

Give me a hand.

Did I hit you last night? Hey?

Hand me the needle.

Vasile, phone!

Him again. See what he wants.

Come on!

The motor's let me down again!

It'sticking funny for a week. You hear it?

Sounds serious.

Bring it round tommorow.

Fuck, you've got a new pump!

Did you bring me my things?

I left them as usual...

Fuck, my aunt's gonna kill me...

I'll fix it for you.

Lift it up!

You've got time to go for a walk with me?

Where? - I don't know.

Hey, you got a problem?

Leave the paper and get lost!

I told you that idiot was banned here!

Goodbye, Mr Biris.

Goon, get lost!

Hello.

A foreigner's broken down 18 km away,

apparently he speaks French...

But I've forgotten my French.

What's important is his money.

Hello.

Do you know about mechanics?

I've had it fixed twice since Bucharest.

You want to fix it with that?

No, no. Wait, wait.

You know what we'll do?

We'll call someone who knows about it.

Start it.

Well done

Motor broken. Garage.

Over there?

Thanks a lot.

Here. Thanks, buddy.

Excuse me. Huh... The town hall?

I've gathered all the documents. So...

Why are they late?

Micu's gone together.

The letter of agreement from Bucharest.

From the commision of Anthropological Research.

And that's the subject of my thesis:

The origins of the Latin world.

Dr. Marcu rang: The Frenchman...

is here and will come by this afternoon

He'll stay with him.

- What was wrong with his car? - The thermostat.

Apparently he's come to measure people.

It's because of the war,

because of those damn gas masks.

They measured me twice.

- He's a scientist, Grandad. - So you say.

He didn't give much.

I didn't ask for more...

He's got blocked valves, broken spark plugs,

and what's more he knows nothing.

What a clever girl...

We'll take care of Mr. Frenchman.

You're hair's too long. You need it cut.

But it's the fair soon...

it's hardly 5 cm long. She'll get sunstroke.

Stay out of it. I know better...

While she lives under my roof,

she'll have short hair!

Fuck! - Ryna!

She learns that from the postman!

Grandad! Your bread's burning!

The Earth's heated up! Everything's burning shit.

Ah, I didn't tell you.

There was a fight at Sitaru's carpentry workshop.

They made fun of him.

They stole his measure while he was shitting

they cut a centimetre of one end...

and put it back.

He didn't notice...

because his pieces were too small.

They grew fast...

He realized,

or someone told him...

and there was a big fight.

Fair enough, he lost a lot of material,

he could have gone bankrupt.

She got any?

If you only knew...

What? Let me see...

Take your hand away.

Change his element as well...

Problem.

Spark plugs, nozzle, thermostat.

Spark plugs and thermostat?

Funny. It has been changed twice since Bucharest

That must be a classic here, no?

Why didn't you say?

Here.

You bring it back tonight?

Give me something for the road

sandwiches?

- Where're you going? - He wants it back

Who does he think he is? He's got to pay.

He'll pay tonight.

- And you? - I'm off to town to find women.

I'll bring it back, Dad.

Be back before 9, you'll help me with the mix.

What is rhubarb?

It's so important...

And I forgot.

Rhubarb, that's what's missing in my bread.

That's the thing.

Grandad, can I take your photo?

I don't need an identity card anymore.

The smoke, now.

Like that. Go on, one more. Straight.

Lift the hat.

Like that.

Come on... I'm tired.

Come in. Sit down.

Go on, sit down.

Do you want tea?

Coffee?

Nothing?

Pay please.

So, the car's finally working?

You've got small hands.

Can I measure them? I'll pay.

You can't imagine the difference between two fingers

Yours and mine, for example.

Do you like it? - it's kitsch.

You find it kitsch?

Sorry.

I took it.

You're right, maybe it is

Why? - I don't know.

Usually, everyone loves this photo.

I don't

Why don't you like it?

The measure... how much?

We'll see about that later.

I want money this time, not fish again.

A pike in the face.

Dont't talk like that in front of my daughter.

You can't tell she's you're daughter.

What's your name?

Where did you get this fish from?

Water.

Hey, where're you going?

Word is, the Frenchman is going to measure you.

- It'll earn me ten dollars. - Really?

I wouldn't let him even for fifty

Seriously, it's no one's business...

what my hands measure. Don't you agree?

You know you've got to take your clothes off?

It's true... he undressed them all.

He's a doctor!

Anyway, you've got a girlfriend in Tulcea.

That's rubbish!

We don't make love.

Why not?

She, she'd like to... but I don't...

Is she prettier than me?

Ryna, I love you even with short hair.

What are clouds made of?

I don't know, but I can ask.