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NICOSIA CENTRAL PRISON

Can I help you?

My father gets out today.

Name?

Alavanos.

Alavanos.

Are you the barber's son?

What are you looking at? He's gone. He's out.

Months ago.

Are you sure? Can you check again?

Come on, Michalis, I've got something to tell you.

.DOG

Will you tell me what happened that you've lost your voice?

D' you know how long I've been waiting for you, man?

Speak up! How did it go?

What happened, D.?

He was gone.

Gone?

Gone? Gone where?

He's outside, goddamit. D'you get it, man?

He's free. Has been for months.

Fuck him! Fucking chocolates!

Why did you toss them, man? They were good.

I want to talk to you.

Not now, please.

Yes, yes, I'm listening.

Did you know my father was out?

I'll call you back. Thank you.

How did you find out?

Did you lie to me?

I was there. I went to the prison.

Dimitri, why did you go there alone? D'you want to get me into trouble?

Nick, please go to your room. This is a private conversation.

-Why didn't you tell me? -It's not up to me.

Who is it up to? You're the director. You call the shots around here.

What happens to you is up to Social Services, Dimitri. Not me.

Next week there'll be a hearing with your father. Until that time, we'll see.

-Okay, I want to be there. -It's a closed hearing.

I want to be there, do you understand? I want to see my father.

Will you make her purr?

Pussy cat.

Isn't it better like this, D.?

You and me, man.

Together forever.

Like an old couple.

Look at me, man.

Whose birthday is it next week, huh?

-D' you want hookers? -Sure.

Tell me you didn't get gas?

I don't know.

Take a look.

There's no gas in it.

What are you doing, asshole? You want to blow us up?

D., are you okay?

With you, my friend, I'd risk everything.

Okay then, d'you have 5 euros for gas?

Fuck me, man.

No, I have 10.

C'mon, man. It's my last ones.

-Push! -Wait!

Wait.

C'mon.

C'mon, friend, come in the water. It's cool, come!

Leave him, man!

D'you think they're watching us?

Who? Those fucking birds?

Of course they're watching us, D.

They're watching so they can shit on us.

-C'mon! -C'mon, it's like swimming!

Hey D.! Can you do this?

Can you watch my clothes?

Yeah, sure.

Thanks.

Look who's here. The orphans.

We're in for it now.

Hey losers, did you come to play or just moan?

If you don't have any money, fuck off.

Do you have any?

-How much is that? -Fifty.

Yes?

Hey you fucker, where the fuck did you get the twenty, man? Fuck off!

Rules.

If you let the ball go off the building, you lose. Game over.

Piece of cake for us.

-The first one to score five. -Relax.

Get it in, asshole.

You know what, asshole?

I'm no orphan.

Yeah, you're right. You're the Greek's bastard.

You're an orphan, man! And so are your other immigrants.

Fuck you, man.

What happened?

Don't cry, kiddies.

Hey, bitch.

So...

what's in the can?

Beer.

You want some?

There's some things I don't do.

Orphans! Orphans!

Who's in the living room, man?

The new guy.

Hey! Come and eat.

He is here, man!

Leave me alone!

My nose!

Assholes!

-You better run, you fuckers! -Run away!

-What did you come here for? -Yeah, run away!

DIVERSITY AND SOCIAL EXCLUSION

That's him!

-I'm not sure, man. -That's him, man.

-Why did you let the boys to come? -Just a moment. I'll take care of it.

What are you doing here?

I told you not to come.

Dimitri, you don't need to leave the guest house.

You still have one year to go.

-Do you understand? -Yes.

-Do you understand what I'm saying? -Yes.

Where are they, man? Where did you put my clothes?

Get used to them, Dimitri. They're our income.

I rent them out and I sell them.

Let's go. Let's go.

Open the door. Open the door.

Hold him. Go on, grab him.

Hold him, you're his master. Put him inside.

Go inside, go inside, go inside.

Open up, open up!

Dimitri, don't just stand there. Do something.

-Open up, open up. -Do something.

Don't be afraid.

Open up, open up.

Get down.

C'mon. See? That's how it should be.

See?

Yes, yes, my love.

Welcome, man.

Ketchup?

No.

What?

Like so.

Like so.

Like so...

and so.

Who's going to eat?

Wow, man.

How long have you been working here?

About six months.

Six months eh?

You've got keys?

Yes.

They're really nice to me Mr. Kyriakos and his wife, Mrs. Ioulia.

They trust me. They've known me for a while.

Great, great. Now listen...

I've decided to throw you a birthday party tonight.

-Okay, cool. -Awesome?

Thanks a lot.

-Bye. -Bye.

-Happy birthday, Dimitri. -Thanks a lot, Mr. Kyriakos.

Ioulia has your present.

Besides the dinner she's making for you, of course.

I can't make it tonight, Mr. Kyriakos.

You can't? Why not?

I'm busy.

I'm sorry. Please tell her I'm sorry. I honestly can't make it.

No. You'll have to tell her so yourself.

DEAR DIMITRI, MAY ALL YOUR DREAMS COME TRUE.

LOVE, KYRIAKOS AND IOULIA.

Happy birthday, my boy.

-To your health, Dimitri. -Thank you.

Kyriakos says you're going really well at the garage.

You know we're very proud of you?

Let the boy leave. He wants to go and see his friends.

And what about the thing that's in his room?

Cool!

Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you...

Happy birthday, Dimitri, happy birthday to you!

-Happy birthday, Dimitri! -Thank you very much.

And thank you for the phone.

Both our phone numbers are in it.

-Is the taste okay? -Yes, it's very good.

-Did you give it some thought? -Ioulia, not now.

If you'd like to stay here more often, I mean.

It would make us really happy, Dimitri.

We can talk about it with Skevi...

No! I mean, because I'm still thinking about it...

But today was really nice. Thank you so much.

You're very welcome, my boy.

Have a nice evening.

Wait! Come on!

Dimitri!

What the hell are you doing?

-It's hungry. -It's hungry?

My meat? My dogs' meat?

-But it's starving. -So?

-It's not my dog. -But can't we keep it?

Keep it? I've got my own dogs, man.

You can rent it out, can't you?

Are you kidding me? Rent out that thing?

-Step aside, please. -Wait, wait!