Exam (Examen)

Now follow that woman with the bag…

Look, get that old woman crossing the street

with a loaf in her hand.

I need some local color.

Whatever takes your fancy.

Aren't you smart! No, baby, it's like this:

You tell me what to shoot and I'll shoot.

You photography people,

even if you film a john in the right light,

you've as good as passed your exam!

Yeah right…

This neighborhood doesn't tell me anything…

Is this his building?

No, the one up front… There..

Over there.

On the sixth… Or on the other side.

How did you find him, anyway?

I didn't. My aunt who lives next door to him

told him I'm a film student.

So he called, said he wanted to talk.

What does he do?

He's a taxi driver.

Was already in the business when it happened.

Look, there he comes! Take him now!

Hello!

We stay in the kitchen?

No, it's better in the living room. Alex? What d'ya say?

Here's all right.

Better in the living room. More light, right?

-Sure. -Yes, yes.

Where shall I sit… over there or here?

There, near the door.

Yes…. Come up front…

To have light from the window… Up front…

Is it rolling now?

Yeah, it's rolling. Look at me… That's it.

Where shall I begin?

Wherever you want. When did it all start?

Well, how shall I put it…

You mentioned something about Ruznici. Tell me how he was caught.

Yeah…

In 1982 one November night,

a drunkard…

…led a constable to this bed-sitter.

-Here, in Bucharest? -Yes, in Amzei Square, downtown…

Here?

Asshole!

Please, get out now…

Cozma kept on telling us about a broad he'd cut up.

When drunk, he always boasted like that.

"You don't believe me?" he said, and brought a skull from the balcony.

-Say, man, how tall are you? -180 cm.

-And you weigh? -69 kilos…

-And what's your mother's name? -Constanta…

-And your father's? -Eftimie.

-Been to prison before? -Yeah…

-You said Rusnici? -Ruznici, with a Z!

Look at me, man! You fucking look at me!

Cosma Ruznici!

So two days after the murder you severed the body.

And the pieces?

I scraped the meat off the bones…

What with?

With that…

Then I flushed it into the toilet.

And you waited for the tank to fill, then you flushed it and waited again?

-How long did it take? -I don't know… About ten days…

So for ten days you cut up meat?

If you lead us on you'll be in deep water…

What d'ya mean? You don't believe me?

I wanna speak to somebody else! Won't say nothing more!

I want back… You, dickheads, take me back!

-Shut up, man! -Hey, mister!

I have something that'll make you all colonels!

I killed one more girl.

What was that?

Her name was Alina… from Sibiu.

I cut her, too.

What d'ya say about that?

Alina, from Sibiu? When, in 1977?

In September… What? You don't know?

You're snowing us, right?

That scum was bragging about the murder..

Lucky you got out of prison!

How long were you in?

Five years.

The night they came for me in the pen… took me to the Securitate…

I thought they wanted to do me in.

So they released you in 1982. The crime took place in '77.

Yes, in '77, on September 6.

They arrested me on September 12 and…

Just a moment…

Let's talk about what you did on September 6.

-What? -What did you do the day of the murder?

What's this, an interrogation?

I heard this thousands of times in all those years.

Still gives me nightmares.

Sorry, I didn't mean to upset you but our public needs facts…

-We have rules.. -Rules, rules…

Mr. Sandulescu, this film is for a school exam.

So I have every interest to see it come out OK. Trust me!

Yeah..

Morning! How d'ya feel? How's the operation?

Anything pinching here?

Don't worry, they must have forgotten the scissors inside…

What do you want?

What d'ya mean? I came to see you.

I've been here one month and you didn't visit once.

Father, please!

What do you really want?

I'm going on a trip in the mountains and

I need your camera for a few days.

Last time I gave it to you,

you brought it back all dusty and without its lid.

Listen, it's not a pot… It's a delicate object that needs care.

You never wanted to give me anything! Like I was asking for a piece of you…

That's not true! I gave you what I could.

Others hadn't even…

Never mind…

Instead I'd only troubles…

-I gave you enough! H190 -Exactly! Not an inch more!

Hello!

Hope you haven't fought again!

Not much.

He's getting on my nerves with his jail stuff.

You have to understand what they went through…

Well, you can't, but be patient, at least.

Imagine all that suffering, for no fault at all…

They were guilty of not having wised up to what was going on…

Still dreaming of the king, carriages, and top hats!

Foolish talk!

Don't mock what you don't know.

But I do.

I don't wanna argue, OK?

Kisses.

I'll be off. I'm on duty.

Hi, boys!

That's the stuff. Hands off.

I told you it's Russian technology.

Check the lens. Let's see the money.

Man, when she touched the hairy guy's chest, she said

"Won't you take your sweater off?"

-The sucker was dressed! -Shut up, Gypsy!

Man, you're stupid!

It's all right here. Like in the Bahamas.

Where, man?

Nicu, you're such a smart alec, four years.

Extramural. Tell us where's Bahamas?

-Bahamas? -In what county?

Nicu, my man, I tell you it's next to Sovata.

He bought it!

Comrades, no kidding now.

Listen up. You know Marin has defected?

Who, man, the guy from Pantelimon?

-That's the one… -That one?

Cross my heart! I talked to his bro…

Said that when he'd settled down he'd call us over.

No shit?

To do what? Man, I'm sick of these pipe dreams!

Too much grapevine talk. You lack anything?

You bet, my man!

Now don't give me that freedom crap…

-That too! -Isn't it so?

Over there you'd sweat your ass off, not drink beer during work hours.

Good thinking!

Lots of booze, a babe to give it to her,

a few karate movies…

Who needs freedom on a full stomach? Nicu!

-What! -Go buy another round!

Bless you, master! You're flush?

What did you do, sire, rob the till?

It's business. One has to get by.

You were no saint, were you?

Not exactly… Then I went home, I ate,

took the kids to a neighbor

and left with my wife…

-You already had kids? -Yes.

You were married and…

Small kids. We went to Doina, a friend of my wife's.

-That very day, on the 6th? -Yes, in the afternoon.

A bottle of … no …Cinzano! Thanks a lot…

7,25, to the cashier's desk please!

You go by taxi or by trolley?

Where you take the trolley?

Such fine handwriting!

How about writing your phone number…

So now I mustn't talk to anybody!

If I want can sleep with whomever

I choose without you knowing it.

-Come, Doina's waiting. -Go to hell!

I know you agree.

Only that Nora doesn't like the idea very much!

-What does that mean? -Well, to love, not to fight.

I sure agree to that, why shouldn't I?

Love as much as you can.

-Oh, so that means… -Wow!

In ancient India, they recommended to make love six times a day.

And you're trying hard, aren't you?

-I'm doing my best. -Doing it?

Love is blessed by the gods.