The Happiest Girl In The World (Cea mai fericita fata din lume)

So, how do you feel?

Does it hurt?

Delia!

No, it doesn't. It's... everywhere.

We'll stop at a gas station so you can go to the bathroom.

Fine.

We have to stop anyway... I think we're almost there, right?

Yeah. And I'll fill up the water bottle.

The windscreen's covered with dead flies.

THE HAPPIEST GIRL IN THE WORLD

Take it. Be careful not to crease it.

Are we there yet?

Here sweetie, take a sip and you'll feel better.

- Leave me alone. You know I hate it! - Take it!

Is it really sweet at least?

Use saccharine.

What do I stir it with?

It'll do you good. I've been through this, I know better.

You have to get better, sweetie. You're so pale.

Look, it's empty!

How often do I have to tell you not to slam the damn door?

Sorry!

Careful where you stand. Who knows who's been here!

No, I'm standing on these.

- Feeling better? - A little.

It's the excitement and your feet, because you don't wear socks.

It'll harm your ovaries.

It's that crappy car. The smell makes me sick.

It has nothing to do with the smell.

It stinks of gasoline and stain remover.

You felt exactly the same last month too.

This is a cross we women bear.

But it gets better after giving birth.

You'll see when you grow up.

Take it. But it's the last one.

Take those.

I will.

Look how creased it is! Like I'd never ironed it!

Do this.

You look great, baby.

How elegant we look! Ready?

Yes.

Let's go. I should clean up the plate...

They'll fine you for nothing.

Get dressed.

Let go of the spray can.

- Are we late? - Yeah. Let's go, Delia.

- Can we make another little stop? - Patience!

- What's the time? Half past...? - Twenty to...

We don't have much time left. Are you sick again?

A little.

We can't stop, Delia. We're late.

We'll stop on our way back.

- Are you excited? Because I am. - What do you think?

I was just asking, I didn't hit you with the ax.

No, I'm not.

Was it so hard to answer?

Well, I've answered.

Don't pull away so fast.

And we're here.

- You can't park here. - Where can we go?

Go around the building.

Let me out, mate.

There's so many of them!

Of who? People?

- This is serious business! - We'll see about that...

You never know with them Bucharest people...

This is a slaughterhouse!

They say there's 2.3 million local cars

and over 1 million in transit, every day.

Careful not to scratch that one!

Well, I'll go meet Costel.

- Didn't you say he'd come here? - I don't know.

He said in front of the statues, over there.

- We'll see what he has to say. - You're just leaving us here?!

What should I do?

At least take us there to see what's going on.

Okay... Let's go.

- Close the door. - Okay.

Let's go!

Silence!

Roll camera!

Rolling.

7 take 24.

And action!

Who do you think is the owner of this gorgeous car?

Mr. Constantin Manea from Călărași: that's me.

- Go away, we're shooting. - We have business here, too.

- You? Extras? - We're with her.

Any problem?

- I can handle it. - I'm her mother.

We spoke with Mr. Arvunescu on the phone, he's expecting us.

Right. What's the name?

- Delia Frățilă. - Frățilă...

- Let's do another one! Fast! - Just a bit...

Wait a sec, please.

Hey! Yo! Sir...

Livelier, Mr. Manea! Joyfully! Attention! Roll camera!

Nice to meet you, madam, miss...

I'm lulian Arvunescu, we talked on the phone. Welcome.

This is my daughter, Delia and my husband.

Let's see...

Gabi! Gaaabiii!

Viorel, come here.

- Get Gabi here right away. - She's in the trailer.

No, take this pretty young lady to her.

- Shall I go too? - No, it's crowded in there.

Go sit in the shade.

I'm leaving. Break a leg!

You're a big girl now. Bye.

Who is the owner of this gorgeous car?

Mr. Constantin Manea from Călărași, which means... the undersigned!

More!

- Do you want some water or a coffee? - No, thanks.

I've brought somebody else. This is Delia. Delia, this is Gabi.

Good afternoon.

Great timing!

- I was about to go on set. - Leave it, he's a guy...

Start with her and we'll see.

Great! Teach me how to do make-up.

The guy sweats like a sponge and there's no-one to powder him.

I'll radio you.

Keep it wide open!

OK, baby doll, sit there.

Be still.

- What's this on your face? - Well...

Foundation.

Did you put something underneath, a cream or something?

- No. - That's not good, dear.

This foundation attracts the dirt and it gets into the pores.

You don't care now, but in ten years,

you'll be full of black dots.

I'll shampoo you to get rid of the hair spray.

Did no one tell you not to come with make-up on?

- No... - Of course. Who cares?

I should ask my mother. So as not to upset her.

You'll see how pretty you'll look. Like J. Lo.

- Do you have water in your eyes? - No.

Listen, out of curiosity... How many labels did you send?

- Three. - No way! I don't believe it!

Yes.

You're lucky.

The guy they're filming right now sent one thousand.

- But I heard it was a fix. - I don't know...

A fix. Some arrangement...

I don't know.

Easy, easy... Sit on the chair.

Don't leave the door open. There's a heatwave.

Sit over there, if you want.

She washed her hair this morning and I arranged it a bit.

You'll like it. She'll look gorgeous.

Look, honey, Mr. Arvunescu gave me this. Your lines.

It's not what they sent me.

He told me just now to give it to you.

Leave her, she'll have lots of time later.

Then I'll go see if anything needs doing.

I don't want to be in your way.

Be still, doll, you'll have plenty of time.

Who is the owner of this gorgeous car?

Mr. Manea Constantin from Călărași, which means... the undersigned!

Cut! Thanks, great!

A bit livelier: the undersigned! You've just won a car.

And drink faster.

You must have your hand on the bottle.

Let's go! We can do it.

Let's introduce you to the agency.

- Okay. - Roll camera...

Miss Delia Frățilă.

We need your approval for the make-up and the clothes.

Adrian Mihai, brand manager for apple, orange juice and compotes.

- Congratulations! - The ladies are from the agency.

This gentleman is the client. He came up with the competition.

Not me, our company. I didn't do it all by myself...

But this is the most rewarding part of the job.

- Which part? - Helping people in need. Really.

Hadn't noticed you were such a philanthropist.

Careful you don't see my misanthropic parts.

I think it's okay. Both hair and clothes.

Can you turn to your left, to see your profile?

The other way.

And now, turn to us. And now smile.

Wider, heartfelt.

She's fine and we agreed we don't need a model.

That's why we use normal people and spend money on testimonials.

Yeah, she's okay. Thanks, sweetie.

The only thing I don't like is the crappy sandals.

- They won't be shown. - That's okay then.

- You can go. - Thank you very much.

We're not ready yet. If you want some tea or some mineral water...

Thank you. You want something?

- No. - We don't need anything.

Then you can go sit in the makeup trailer.

It's cooler, it's air conditioned.

- Thank you. Want to go there? - Yeah.

They're so pretty...

God knows what these cost.

One of these pink or blue boxes alone must cost a fortune.

Tired?

Try and sleep a little. Lack of sleep damages the brain.

Yeah...