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FACE TO FACE

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Who, my love?

Fatso...

Romania Awakening" writes that

journalist Victor Petroni was a Security Informer.

His reports focused mainly

on the activity of his wife,

the well-known dissident Ioana Petroni.

Ioana and Victor, a couple of talented artists

who put in writing their opposition to the communist regime in Romania.

In 1983, Ioana launched her volume "Signs."

Documentation visit organized by the communists in a forge.

Reading poems at a pioneer investiture ceremony.

Her banned books.

Mrs. Petroni, an active participant in the Revolution

offering some flowers to the soldiers.

In '90, receiving the title of Doctor Honoris Causa

from the University of Bucharest.

An editorial staff meeting during the miner's rampage.

Permanently in opposition, they promptly

sanctioned any deviation from the democratic principles.

My wife uses only an Olivetti typewriter.

She takes it yearly to the Police for registration.

She can't stand the absence of coffee.

She is so frustrated.

The swap of materials for the inimical radio station "Free Europe"

took place at the hairdresser's

where a clerk from the Dutch Embassy had her hair done.

Mrs. Petroni couldn't stand indigenous tights.

She wanted to go on hunger strike

when they withdrew her volumes.

She cannot have children because of an abortion.

Come here! What a crap!

Some garbage!

-Ioana. -Yes.

Let me explain.

Explain what?

You mean there's anything to explain?

You mean...it's true?

Tell me, is it true? Talk to me!

-Is it true? -You've got to understand!

I'm going crazy! So, you told them everything.

You told them what I wanted to write?

About my intentions?

The pieces of information give an inkling into Ioana Petroni's personality

from her preference for black currant wine,

to her youth indiscretions,

what nail polish she used,

and the creation workshop.

The coffee, the typewriter, the tights... You told them everything!

Did you tell them how I loved you?

What pet name did I give you?

You did so much harm.

-You harmed other people! -I was forced to do it.

Forced, my eye!

Other bills are scheduled in Parliament

to get priority over the Securitate-files Act.

We are in front of the Petroni's house,

with fresh information.

We want to present you a most accurate image

of this drama that we are convinced has caught the attention of public opinion.

What the fuck?

Ioana, listen to me.

They threatened me that I wouldn't be able to publish anything,

that I'd be a nobody!

They only wanted confirmation.

They already knew everything.

They could find out anything.

It was the only way to protect you,

telling them what they want to hear

and against which you were ready to defend yourself.

THE NEWS

Are you familiar with the Petroni scandal?

-Yes. -So?

I believe it's misinformation.

-Why? -Just something to keep people busy.

"The boys" are working!

What do you think about the Petroni affair?

Not my business.

Our viewers are waiting for your opinion.

What about food or medicine? Leave me alone!

I loved you.

I tried to tell you.

I've never thought... I never believed...

I'd become a machine... second nature...

I wonder if we still have anything left that is ours only...

I hoped that the day of judgement would come.

No. No.

-You have no right to say that. -But I do.

When I'll be able to confess to you to unburden myself...

You can't!

The Petroni affair is again in the limelight.

Before leaving for the States on a scholarship

Victor Petroni revealed to "The Bat", a political police officer,

the intention of his colleagues, Daniel, to defect.

Daniel was a close friend of the Petronis.

He lost the scholarship and his life became a hackneyed affair.

No! Don't come near me or I'll scream!

I'm sick of it! Go away!

Life is full of surprises.

For each of us there comes a moment of truth.

When you can't longer deceive yourself.

And you discover wittingly or unwittingly

you tried to escape...

Ioana Petroni on the phone, give me Virgil, please.

It's friday, he's got classes, doesn't he?

Ok, thanks.

Ioana Petroni's classes have been canceled.

Her departure for the Hague seminar is uncertain.

We'll be back soon.

Call 6566789

and leave your question in the Petroni's case

that has got the public's attention.

"Bucharest 8" at your service.

Yes.

My name is Ioana Petroni.

I won't make any statement about this nonsense.

I'll talk when the need arises.

Forget it! When I cursed against Ceauşescu nobody came to guard me.

Not even Ceauşescu's regime called me a drunk!

Yes!

Yes, we'll give a statement, my husband and I, Mr. Victor Petroni,

when we think fit.

-What is your position? -Great!

I'm Lucian, a friend of the Petroni's. They went too far.

-What about the proof from this morning? -They were framed up.

Do you doubt the objectivity of the press?

No, I'm a journalist myself.

You'd better leave them alone, please.

Ioana, Victor, I'll stand by you.

You can count on my help!

We'll be back with more details.

What do you think about the Petroni scandal?

-I believe in her actions. -Those who accuse her are opportunists.

Come on!

What do you think about the Petroni scandal?

Have some coffee.

I think they make a great couple.

Come on!

Thank you.

Our special envoy is at

the editorial quarters of the newspaper Mr. Petroni heads.

Here are the latest news from

the newspaper "Bucharest's Opinion".

You are in the attention of all the media.

Our newspaper thinks this is an ignoble maneuver of the competition.

We're not going to intervene so people don't think we're subjective.

Look at him!

-He's already supplanted you... -Tell him not to.

If you're surrounded by trash people.

I think Mrs. Petroni's stand is decisive.

-What about collaborators? -Truth above all!

I made my debut in the press under Mr. Victor's guidance.

He's like a father to me.

Another one that you slept with?

-You're demeaning yourself! -More than what's impossible!

There was a decisive stand-taking.

Maria, the adoptive daughter of the Petroni's

lives in the little town of Ionesti without her parents.

The reporters were denied access

to the sanatorium where she works.

3-2-7, please!

Can I talk to Maria Petroni?

Why does it matter who's calling? A friend.

Look, miss, it's urgent!

The girl doesn't want to talk to me.

Because she knows it's true.

Everybody knows it's true.

-They're all making fun of me. -Keep your cool.

-Listen to me! -Leave me alone!

There are things that could not be faked.

The magnolia perfume, the champagne and everything...

and even the currant wine.

The flowers, our summers in the little village of 2 Mai...

I know. No, not the sex.

-I don't wanna lose Maria. -She's strong, just like you.

-Keep calm. -But why isn't she calling me?

She'll call, don't worry.

How come you know everything? How come?

Ioana, listen to me!

I never thought our separation could be so near.

But we've always loved each other!

A divorce, that's the only solution!

Ioana, don't do anything rash!

But you are a weak man...

Absolutely terrible!

Still, we were happy.

No, don't give me that or I'm gonna puke, I feel sick.

-Don't you understand? -All right, forgive me!

My daughter is not calling me.

I'm sorry for the students who are crying for me.

The rector is avoiding me, keeping his distance.

I should beat the hell out of you but I can't! I'm sick!

Don't you understand something went wrong?

For 19 years, professor Daniel, a closer friend of Petroni's

has been teaching here.

The arrival of the TV crew did not impress him.

He refused to be filmed before the recess.

Two pupils are cutting classes

and turning a deaf ear to the stern call of the teacher.

He'll give you an F...

No, because my father gardens the teacher's potatoes.

Look who's giving interviews...

-Hello, Mr. Director! -Hello, hello!

You're from UniPlus?

-We're from TV Plus. -TV Plus, ok.

Tell us about the Romanian language teacher, Daniel.

What about him?

He's a friend of Petroni's.

Oh, you know her? I have read all her books.

-I feel like I'm about to cry. -Tell us about Daniel.

So they're friends.

Daniel teaches all subjects, except for Romanian.

He gets emotional and stutters...

And the kids would laugh at Eminescu.

It's the daughter of the mayor who teaches Romanian.

Look who takes care of Daniel.

Thank you!

Let's find out professor Daniel's opinion.

-Horrible. -We'll be back.

Look at them! You thought I didn't know about these?

You still look at them from time to time.

What are you talking about?

And you say there was nothing between you two?

-We're friends, the three of us. -Friends...

How could you...

Everybody knew he wanted to defect to the US.

-What do you mean? -Just that!

And you knew nothing.

-You used to see him every day. -Yeah, at classes.

-And at the student's hostel. -There were 4 girls in that room.

Laura, Gina, Viorica and I.

To whom you've talked more? To me or to Daniel?

You're making a scene now? You dare to accuse me?

-Tell me, you ratted on him? -They knew about him!

Is it true? That you ratted on him?

Ok, time to work a change.

Forgive me, God, I don't know what to ask.

I pray so rarely...

I pray only when I'm in trouble at work.

Dear Lord...

None of us have confessed.

You know I did so many despicable things

because that's the only way to succeed.

I'm in charge of 197 people. I put food on their tables.

Take pity on me! Forgive me and help me

to weather this bad period!

I'm weak and wretched.

Forgive me! I don't want to lose her too.

The hardest thing is to judge the ones you love.

How can you be sure what is their fault?

When I railed against Ceauşescu it was easy.

I knew he was the beast and I fought him.

I was proud of myself.

I knew that no matter what happened

no matter who tried to kick my butt,

I'd eventually be rescued by an angel.

So many people rooted for me.

They were so proud to be simply walking on my street.

And if I really think about it...

my most steadfast support...

was Victor.

My husband.

That now I have to crucify.

And dissect.

Will you grant me an interview?

So that everybody knows which is which and for who they work, right?

No, be patient!

-I want clear answers! -I'm all yours.

This discussion will clear things up.

You don't mind if I tape it.

This recording will cover me, if need be.

-Thank you, we're back! -You kidding me?

We're live from Pietrari Village,

in front of the school where Professor Daniel is teaching.

Daniel is a friend of the Petroni's.

Please, professor!

I don't have time, I'm in a hurry.

Our viewers want to know how did your life change?

I'm the professor teaching the most subjects in this school.

Did you had the chance to evolve here?

14 of my pupils are now at the university.

Another student of mine, Voicu, is now a Liberal MP.

What about your relation with the Petronis?

We talk on the phone, I read everything they write...

We haven't seen each other in ages. We haven't written to him...

Is it true that your scholarship in the USA

was canceled following Mr. Petroni's denunciation.

-He's too scared. -You dumbass.

I was a funny guy.

Everybody liked me.

I talked freely.

I have always intended to return here, in the village.

-Isn't that too romantic? -No.

I wanted to return to this village.

I had a house here. I wanted to get married.

To start a family. You can come inside.

I've got some excellent plum brandy.

Thank you!

Poor soul!

To ransack libraries, to discover manuscripts,

to stop time...

I've never hurt anyone.

Shut up!

We got thousands of phone calls.

84% of our viewers want to know if the Petronis are going to divorce.

What did our life turn into? Everybody's mockery!

We have things to clear up.

We do.

The Petronis are expected to come out.

Go to the other room.

Go to the other room and do your daily dozen.

Work out like you do every morning.

Put on your T-shirt. You hear me?

Quickly, pull aside the curtain!

Open the window, let them see you, film you!

Nice and easy.

Breathe deeply!

Smile!

Try to look distinguished!

One, two!

Pull back your shoulders!

Start running, bend your knees!

And your arms, bend down.

Come on, with a smile!

Do some turns, yes, turns are the best!

Put on a smile, dear! Let them see you're working.

Come, flex some muscles!

A good neck, straighten it!

Breathe in, that's it, you're tired.

Breathe in, that's it, you're tired.

Mr. Petroni has just performed some calisthenics.

See, you can do it.

Now call the people at your editorial offices.

Call them up or I go out on the balcony and scream! You hear me?

Tell them you're in control of the situation,

while I've gone ballistic at what I've seen.

Petroni, with the assistant, please.

The newspaper will increase the number of copies.

They don't miss much, do they?

Give it a break!

Cut the bullshit!

We hope we can interview the assistant.

How's that, neutrality?

Wait a second.

-He's not going to answer anything. -Listen!

The viewers are on Victor Petroni's side.

What do you think?

How is it with the 3rd page?

...the status of informer is beneficial to the newspaper.

Redo the page setup, big columns!

Listen!

No, let the newspaper pass to action!

There's no need for the newspaper to defend you!

Nobody can write what they are please about my life.

Let it pass to action! That's their stake!

It's Friday, it's cleaning day.

-Matilda? -I...

Act as if you didn't hear me!

-Matilda, is that you? -No!

We hope they'll open the door...

We can't receive you today.

Please come next week.

I'm not here for the money.

Our understanding...

Yes, I...

-Matilda, did you watch TV? -No!

-Have you read the papers? -They all lie!

If they ask you anything,

tell them I never receive you when I write.

Got it? Now go!

-Ok. -Go!

We're waiting for a statement any moment now.

Can you give us a statement?

Is there anything odd in the house?

Lucică, good boy!

That's why I arranged for you to get a house.

What are you doing here? This is a home invasion!

-I'm a reporter for TV Plus! -Get out!

-Get lost! -But I'm a big fan!

Just an interview! I'm not a nobody. -Please go away.

"In the summer time he accompanies the kids to the workshop."

"In autumn he harvests the maize, during winter he stacks the snow."

"And during spring, he sings at the culture club."

"The grandiose shy professor of Romanian."

"And he hardly has the time to teach the kids that HPB is not an enterprise."

"But that it means Hortensia Papadat-Bengescu."

Go in there!

-In here? -Go in there!

We'll talk later.

Be patient!

Leave it, they're not filming!

You want to read Lucian's editorial?

-Let's get started. -Ok.

Today, 10th of April, 12:15 p.m.

Ioana Petroni is recording a conversation with her husband,

-Victor Petroni, who's got his consent. -Approval!

His approval.

I, Victor Petroni, Ioana Petroni's husband,

I confirm.

Can I get you anything?

No, thank you, let's start.

You're alright?

-Great! -Really?

Blood pressure?

Normal.

Ok.

Have you watched the news?

Yes, most of them.

Did you collaborate with the Security?

Ioana... there are circumstances.

Answer!

I was an informer under the code name of "The Poet".

Since when?

27th of September, 1977.

How did it start?

School had just begun. You delayed your arrival.

I was at a party. Daniel was there, too.

He was flirting with a chick, although he was waiting for you.

In the morning, in the street, I went wild, I pulled down

a couple of traffic signs.

A police officer spotted us and so I ran.

The next day, the compound's officer locked me up.

-Seemingly, a grocery had been robbed. -What did they steal?

-Brandy... it was a pretext. -Where were you?

Talk!

Talk!

After that chase, Gina took me up to your room.

-Yes. -We were alone there until noon.

The officer had a declaration from the manager: music shouting...

- Screaming! -Gina didn't tell me a thing.

She hated you.

She was jealous of your success, of your fans, of the literary circles...

She provoked me.

After a night of booze... she worked me up.

She wanted us to sleep in your bed...

in your bed sheets...

She wiggled her butt, she had so much energy...

And all that because she hated your guts.

We'll have a frame with a written sample. Here it is!

Do you recognize the journalist's style?

Only a facial-anal complex of the child crushed by the father's personality.

What about the writing technique?

The round flourishes seem to be in the journalist's prudent style,

just like the abundant inking of the vowels.

And his discourse in the third person...

Obviously ignoring his informer status.

Mr... moderator...

No!

No!

No!

No!

Mr. Moderator,

each of us bears a sado-masochistic pattern, a vectorial matrix

that shapes us or alters our personality.

Our identity.

You frighten me!

Thank you, our show goes on.

I did not receive money for any informative report.

Still, my books enjoyed preferential status.

What acts I had to put on to explain how

I managed to get the ok for a house, a visa, for papers...

The boys were on their toes.

We are in front of the Professor Daniel's house.

We're thrifty. We're not ashamed of work.

Until 1989 I worked for the state farm as an engineer.

Come here!

Now on TV: Daniel and his wife!

She's the only engineer with a university degree in this valley.

Some wanted to kick me out, but I put up a fight.

We'd build a farm. This is the farmhouse.

That's how life was for me: always kicking me around...

-Have you seen the show? -Yes, but I didn't like it.

Nobody forced Daniel to marry me.

-If he doesn't like it, let him say it. -Leave me.

I don't know if this scandal does anyone any good.

Our viewers are interested in this affair.

Is your marriage affected?

They'd better think about what they will be brought to on the table tomorrow.

My wife is an outspoken person...

She's got a softer side. She's kidding.

Back at the studio for an unexpected interview.

If you call her up, you're as good as gone from the village!

Don't change the channel!

An interview with the major code-named "The Bat"

Major Petroni, you have the connection.

Major, we are listening.

I have to say I didn't had any involvement

with the publication of the Petroni's file.

I contacted Mr. Victor in 1977.

He supplied information regarding seditious activities.

Was it difficult to recruit him?

In a way.

Nothing special.

Mr. Victor being an intelligent person understood the needs of our institution.

Mind you will be held responsible for what you say!

It's a discussion to clarify...

I will address Justice, be careful!

It's an exaggeration.

-It's outrageous. -Let's go back to...

Let's not lose our temper. I'm listening.

Our viewers are waiting.

He was used only for routine intelligence.

Did you use the information on Mrs. Petroni?

To malign her career, her family life...

-This is a monstrous lie! -Shut up!

I tried to sweep under the carpet the more delicate matters.

Especially against Ceauşescu.

-I tried to protect her. -He's full of shit.

I've always admired poet Ioana.

-Why don't you listen? -I've had enough.

He's a fan of yours!

He defends a dissident! They terrorized this whole nation.

I asked him many times to leave me alone.

But he wouldn't let me off the hook for anything.

And now he's speaking for me!

He's after me.

Give me...

Ioana...

Ioana...

For years I've told them everything, everything!

I've never cheated on you.

Even if now and then some chick had hit on me.

I had only you in mind.

Believe me!

I didn't cheat, I didn't steal, I didn't kill!

There, there, calm down!

Calm down.

Believe me, Ioana.

Come on, darling, calm down.

Come, relax.

Concord supposes compromise.

Intransigence doesn't show the character.

The whole nation is listening.

Who put her under house arrest?

-Did you hear the question? -Yes and I'll ignore the tone.

I don't know. There were several secret services at work.

-Ioana! -Be patient.

-I'll tell you everything. -Everything, but not now.

Not now. Keep quiet, big mouth.

Everything, got it?

-Mother? It's Maria. -Yes, we called you.

I was confused by what I've heard.

I'm good.

Things will settle down.

-I miss you! -I miss you, too, sweetie.

-Want to talk to dad? -What was that?

He's taking a nap. Call later.

-You're the greatest! -Ain't I?

-I'm coming home. -We're waiting for you.

-When are you coming? -Tomorrow morning, kisses!

Kisses, bye.

With Maria, please! A friend.

Maria is that you?

Maria, you come tomorrow? Use the back door in the kitchen.

Yes, from the kitchen.

Don't go through the front door!

We'll talk later!

Bye!

Hi, Mia!

Yes, I was writing.

Yes, it's Victor's printer.

He's writing, too. We're full of inspiration.

No! No, we haven't been out today.

Not even at school.

Yes, thank you!

So good to hear the association has our back!

What divorce?

I'm not interested in the polls, mind your own business.

I think the whole house is full of microphones!

Don't you see the fuss around us?

You call the newspaper and it's the TV that answers...

That reporter that I ignore? Divorce polls.

Who's running the show at TV Plus?

-Who? -What are you talking about?

Somebody's playing with our life.

Well, I understand.

The Security files, I, too, wanted them.

Didn't see it coming.

You were against it, yes?

Now I'm more at peace.

I wish "The Bat" would need my help so I can tell him to fuck himself!

The show has just begun.

You realize Matilda watches the news?

She must have clearance from the police...

Come, calm down.

I feel like I'm losing my temper.

Come on, some fresh air!

Ah, thank you!

I didn't hear a thing!

It'll cool you, it's black currant!

Like they said on TV...

-I don't believe in all that bullshit. -It's refreshing!

I didn't see you on TV.

I prep the material, others make the show.

-How long have you been working? -For three months.

And do you like it?

It's dashing, but I don't have time for poetry.

You know... in your case I really wanted to meet you.

-Why? -They aired only absurdities.

-Meaning? -The black currant wine, the typewriter...

-Eight cups of coffee a day! -Four, I like to drink a lot!

-Anything else? -Well?

That you risked an abortion.

Because you didn't wanted to give birth in the summer. And now you're infertile.

It was my fault.

I was afraid of being pregnant.

I was weak.

A mistake.

But why don't you like to wax yourself?

What?

You can't stand pain, you like to be caressed.

What an abomination.

They didn't even think about whether they had the right to make that public.

As if we could decide for anything... What can I resolve?

-No, we have guests. -What guests?

A reporter, I locked him up in the pantry.

-And we invite him to dinner? -If you want to.

-Please bring him over here! -Ask me nice.

Please, don't get angry.

Ok!

-Want a cigarette? -I don't smoke.

-There they are in their home! -Well, meanwhile we painted the walls.

You really want to present us like this.

As they say, you lie to people through the TV!

I see, but they shouldn't make fun of me.

What will Mrs. Popescu say? "What a mess of a house they have!"

Or "Let me see what he writes in that paper!"

In one hour, Bucharest 8 will give you the whole truth.

Only for you, at Bucharest 8.

I've forgot to write tomorrow's editorial.

You have an excuse. Tough day.

Maybe we're going to dance.

After dinner you drink some plum brandy, right?

Let me check your forehead.

It's good you've come!

Mrs. Petroni...

you are all over the news.

Mr. Petroni, you flatter me!

-Two, right? -Two!

Two and some potatoes.

-That's it. -All good?

-I'm honored. -Don't worry.

Always in front of the news.

-This is a delicious salad! -Give him some more!

He taught me how to cook.

Where? At Portita, on the beach.

The essential ingredients are dill and fenugreek.

Aromatic seeds. You can add some ketchup, if you like.

-You mean I'd better make some pasta... -Leave it for tonight.

Why? We're throwing a party?

-Is that possible? -Yes!

Cheers!

-I wonder if the boys are on the job -We're cramping their style.

-The Major! -Colonel! A colonel listens to us!

I think he's a doctor too.

You never suspected the boys?

-And their bugs are at work? -So many times!

And what did you do?

We ignored them.

They could learn some new tricks by listening to us...

But wasn't it dangerous?

-At times, yes! -No!

The TV's been on all day and nobody has ever asked

whether this is not a mystification.

How much truth and how much lie?

How could they know better than me?

My God, they have a bag full of...

It seems that the publication of the Security files breeds drama.

Look, Daniel!

-Professor Daniel... -Leave me alone!

-You're going to Bucharest, dad? -No, I'm going to hell!

I'm at the pub, I'll be back tonight.

Next year I'll only be a Sport Teacher!

Loser, for 20 years I've supported you! You're useless!

Everybody is smart and only I am a fool!

Nobody has the right to judge me!

You scums!

I've never messed up anyone's life!

You want to hurt Ioana? That won't work!

We're sorry for this outburst!

Perhaps Mrs. Petroni's presence will simplify things.

Ioana?

TV Plus is here for you.

What the hell?

Ioana?

Ioana?

No!

Don't tell a thing!

Anything!

You, shut up!

You're the ugliest impersonation of the devil!

You're worse than a killer!

Your corpses are alive.

Your corpses are in the streets.

Your mistakes!

-Have you seen Daniel? -Shut up!

You realize what his life over there is like?

You realize what his life over there is like?

-Do you realize? -Shut up!

I imagined I was doing great things when, in fact...

-The effect of your mistakes is here! -Shut up!

Shut up!

I had enough! Who are you to tell me what to do?

Who are you? Who?

Who are you to judge everything?

I've had enough.

Who are you?

Muresan? Vali, put me through.

RESIGNATION

We have some flash news, from the redaction of "Bucharest's Opinion".

What can I say, a dignified resignation of the boss.

It's a feeling of nausea at this aggressiveness.

We, the colleagues and friends, we decided

to have no comment about this.

Yeah, right!

A lesson of dignity offered

by this great personality of Romanian journalism.

A great lesson.

You'll present everything what's happened here?

I haven't contacted the office. The effect of your strawberry jam.

Matilda makes that jam.

I recognized your verses on the label.

I know them from my grandmother.

-You write, too, don't you? -How do you know?

I know...You can feel it...

-What about the video camera? -That's how I make a living.

Don't say that, you're still young.

-Stick around. -It's impossible.

-You want me to record? -I don't know.

You're upset, I am too.

I don't want to look like a hag

who acts like a young hussy.

I'm so ashamed!

Don't leave me alone!

Darling!

Bastard!

Tell me that at least once you didn't go to the whole hog!

Come on, say it!

Say it!

What day is today?

You never felt like telling me?

At first, yes.

Then I was afraid that I'd lose you.

I was afraid.

Did you feel humiliated?

There were so many things that no longer belonged to me...

I wanted to confess to you after a couple of drinking sprees...

How interesting!

And after you wrote your last letter to Radio Free Europe.

Yeah, and?

But I realized there was someone else in the way...

Anyway...

I waited to see what will happen.

Don't tell me all your scandals were staged.

Don't lie to me!

Ioana.

You think I was Richard Sorge or Mata Hari?

No, Humphrey Bogart!

I was a creep!

And I, Ingrid Bergman!

They knew I couldn't quit.

-They gave me money. -What money?

Regularly.

At first, I turned it down, but they came up with such arguments...

But you didn't bring in any money!

I gave it to whoever I could.

Telling myself that at least I was making someone happy.

I feel sick.

-That's why I have to pay! -It's your only solution.

I resigned from the paper.

Let me give you a kiss!

We cannot ignore our lability as compared

to the upright position of Mrs. Ioana.

An expression of our collective courage.

He can't put it simply, the jerk...

Always high-sounding words...

I think the decision to resign is welcomed.

He gives you the chance to admit your guilt.

-Do you think that Daniel... -I don't blame you for Daniel.

Perhaps he's not unhappy there.

I think he's somebody down there.

That could be his world.

What was that?

I've never felt so free.

-You'll laugh... -I've been waiting since this morning.

We stay together.

For the moment.

You want to scare me?

Yes.

What do you suggest?

Outside...

We should go outside.

This house got me! I'm out of ideas.

I want to dance! Let's go out and dance!

We'll dance... I mean you'll dance.

"We escaped, we'll be back."

Victor is throwing away Ceauşescu's portrait.

Watching Lenin's statue being dismantled.

Near the tents at the University.

Ioana speaks with the ones who are on hunger strike.

Always at the heart of things.

TV Plus comes to you again, live.

When that happened, did anyone helped?

Nobody cares! It'll go to the dogs.

Nobody's interested.

And you kept silent.

-You're right! -There are others like me.

Why can't I teach Romanian?

-Easy! -Why can't I teach Romanian?

Easy!

-You asked yourself that? -Wait, mister!

Nobody asked.

But why does the highway pass in front of the mayor's house?

-He'll make a good mayor. -You asked yourself why?

TV Plus's discovery!

Miss, that's not important!

Truth is important!

And the truth is...

Do their kids need someone to teach them Romanian?

Yes, they do!

That's the problem! Someone's got to teach them.

If no one teaches them, it'll all go to the dogs.

That's correct!

-They'll be stupid! -True.

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Yes? Lucian...

They can't come to the phone right now.

A friend.

Later on, in the early hours, I think.

Why don't you try it too?

Come on, come on!

Where were you supposed to be today?

Where? At the Radio Station, it's Friday.

You forgot... They're gonna pass you up.

-Considering the money they give me... -Stop bragging!

It wouldn't be a bad idea to withdraw.

And what will my enemies and friends say?

You call them names. First one group, then the other.

I'd resign from some committees.

You want to take up writing for real?

Yes, if only I could let myself go...

Yes, tell the story as it was...

It's not going to be easy.

-That's your only chance! -Which one?

To confess!

-Ioana, what's the matter with you? -I want ice cream!

Be my guest.

That's the prerogative of a married woman.

I don't get it.

She catches her man on the wrong foot

and then he's got to satisfy all her whims.

Come on.

..the approval for a house, a visa, for the paper.

The boys were on their wires.

Those were my greatest victories.

Sometimes I hoped things would settle down.

And in a month, a year, we'll see Daniel again.

He must have suspected something.

I hoped he‘d turn up in town. Crazy and funny as he used to.

Have a book published, ask for a desk.

I'd have helped him, but he never showed up.

He preferred to stay there, and fight the activists.

Thank you, we're back live.

For ten years I've been asking the School Authority

to give me a Romanian language desk.

So you say I didn't do a thing?

If it wasn't for this affair in Bucharest...

TV Plus fights for regaining the genuine values.

That's right!

"We have lush fir-tree forests..."

"And such sadness in our souls..."

Skylarks from other countries.

-It's been watered! -Piss off, get out of here!

Look who you wanted to be a mayor.

Easy, go home!

The drink was watered!

Thank you, I'm sorry!

I was supposed to be top of my class! I'm losing my life!

Come on, you have classes at 8 a.m.!

My cap, chief!

It seems there' a lot to go until we learn

to communicate decently, to care for one's image.

We're sorry for this...

Come on, they've laughed at us enough!

What a dark night!

"Anyone knocking at the door of nowhere?"

I'll be damned!

"Armies of clouds over us..."

More than 8000 journalists cameraman, political analysts,

all are now dealing with Petroni's affair.

Four famous fortune tellers have been consulted.

Press correspondents asked TV Plus for more info.

The Petronis are expected to show up.

We're again live with the major.

Whose code name was "The Bat". You have the connection.

Let's see!

I had a cordial relation with Mr. Petroni.

I see.

Don't you think he was involved in a riskier game?

-Maybe more efficient. -Each country has its special services.

And there are individuals that offer information.

Right, but what about a system that controlled everything?

Our priority was safeguarding national security.

-No doubt about that. -He's smart and doesn't lie at all!

The main target was collecting information.

I'm so excited for Maria to get here!

We have things to clear up.

No, no.

We'll work them out together.

How long will she be staying?

Several days, I think.

Let's get closer to the others.

We don't want to arise suspicions.

I can tell you how that comrade officer picks his nose.

He's got a tick?

No.

I know him like the back of my hand.

What if you turned him into a character?

Yeah. He takes size 42 shoes...

His grammar is terrible, and he's a fan of Dinamo.

He likes dirty jokes.

He'd gladly have licked my arse to get some information.

I had to improvise, to ad-lib.

How smart you are!

-I'm a wise guy! -That's it!

Cultivated people, and still they're full of shit!

We have a viewer on a call.

We listen to you.

You play us for suckers...

That from no prodding from you Mr. Petroni started to collaborate

being so fascinated with this Security job!

Things are more nuanced.

-Please! Your question. -Yes, I have a question!

I insist.

You collaborated so well that you became blood brothers...

I don't have to stand your flak.

Let's forget partisanship. Do you have a solid question?

Yes, sir!

You were involved in this social protection work.

you were interested by everything:

Mrs. Ioana, Radio Free Europe, the currant wine, the Olivetti typewriter.

If the enemy came, you had to be ready.

And you, a diligent professional, would catch him and hack him off...

...for the welfare of this country.

Sorry, but decency is a must, we're on TV.

Dear friend of the Petronis...

Sorry, we have to end the show now. Thank you, Mr. Major!

I'm sorry!

-Lucian! -Perhaps we shouldn't barge in on them.

Be careful!

Why did I arrange a room for him so high up?

If I'd sent him to the basement, now we'd be drinking coffee.

Cut out the circus and your cynicism! Let's go home!

We're alone in this city.

-Lucian! -Come down!

Ioana, he's our friend... He fought for us.

Lucian!

Get down, please! You have Lumbago!

Lucian!

Victor!

-There he is! -Victor!

I've been looking for you.

You have to make a statement.

I have all the statistics.

97.000 files were modified.

43.897 only in the first year! How could that happen?

Lucian, it's true.

Ioana!

That's it!

Ioana!

We let you stay here and look what a mess...

What if I'd let those guys in...

They've waited for so long!

I could have reported you

Your boss has rewarded you. Perhaps you'd have taken the Oscar.

Instead I'm kind of fired.

-If you want, I can put in a good word. -Really?

You?

Mother?

Maria?

Morning! You're together, I'm glad!

Now excuse us for a moment.

Bogdan will keep you company.

He's a promising young man!

What will you tell them, dad?

I've read your resignation in the paper.

Everybody is looking at me now, too.

I'm back, but if you want me to stay you have to tell them everything.

You know what they'll do to me?

Take it, I need a dignified father!

Comrade Petroni, give me five.

Stop joking, the Americans are on top of everything.

Good luck!

Mr. Petroni, is it true?

-Yes! -Will you sue the newspaper?

How will it affect your life?

My answer will make the topic of a novel.

-Have you involved other persons? -I entered from the back door.

I'll present a full picture of that institution called Securitate.

Bogdan -Lucian!

...that still tries to manipulate us.

Have you been paid?

-Yes. -Are you divorcing?

All the information on me that was provided

had my approval.

How strong mom is!

I was kept abreast

of the activity my husband was forced to carry on

whether it was a mere characterization

or the more delicate subject of the academy.

Thank you!

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