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FIFTEEN YEAR OLD GIRL

Prologue I do everything

at Tom's will, even if he doesn't ask for anything.

He didn't call his mother.

Or maybe she didn't tell me anything out of spite.

He can't be relied on.

If we don't book tickets, there won't be any later.

Don't worry.

I hate leaving. It worries me.

I'm afraid that I'll be abandoned at the last moment.

- You will probably go without me. - I will remind him to call.

Maybe he doesn't like me. Maybe he's just being senile.

No, I would have noticed.

Or, on the contrary, I like you too much. This is even more disgusting.

Okay. I'll go to my mom.

- Where are you going? To your father? - No. I'll go see him tomorrow.

Sorry to bother you. I wanted to know if Toma was home.

He's unlikely to come today.

But if you think he will come, you can wait for him.

- Sit down. - No. I'd rather stand.

Toma said that you don't keep your word very well.

Since you didn't call my mom...

- There was no time. - You don't want to share it with anyone...

It's disgusting to keep him under surveillance.

My mother would have done the same.

Do you want me to go?

What's the point of calling without knowing where we're going?

You can choose any island in Brittany.

No. It's too cold there. We won't be able to swim.

- My father recommended Formentera. - It was in fashion 20 years ago.

Hippies and all that.

But now it's probably not only idiots who go there.

My father gave me the addresses of people you can call.

There are direct flights there on Saturdays.

I am glad to have met you.

Me too, even though I'm angry at you.

I will calm down if you call my mother.

I can't bear it if Toma leaves without me.

I don't like to talk about feelings.

I can't say "feel", "confuse". Terrible words.

As for Tom, I can't explain,

but I want to go with you.

I'll go. Otherwise he'll show up.

You don't want to wait for him anymore?

There's no need to tell him that I came.

Don't tell me I was waiting for him. He'll kill me.

And he will be right.

I want to go with Toma. I want to go with you.

I insist so much because of Tom. I do everything.

at Tom's will, even if he doesn't ask for anything.

I have to write an essay by Friday. Fortunately, I don't know what to write.

- Are you staying here tonight? - No.

But we can lie down for an hour.

In your thoughts you are always with your father and mother.

We need to spend more time together.

Otherwise it's better not to meet.

Will you wake me up in an hour if I fall asleep?

I'm calling because I've thought it all through. Mom can't refuse.

She doesn't know you. You'll come pick me up.

You don't have to stay long. You won't like her.

Why wouldn't you like it?

My mother is a real woman.

And then what? According to the official version.

- Then I'll go to see my father. - I won't like him either?

You will like it. That's for sure.

He is more of a boy than a man. Not like his mother.

Who is no longer a girl.

It's unlikely that she was.

Will you write down the address? I'll expect you on Sunday.

I didn't eat anything. I just drank a little, and now I'm nothing.

As a child, I refused to eat.

Although my father tried everything.

During meals

He put on his mother's robe and a hat with a huge feather.

Unfortunately, I was terribly scared. I hated dressing up.

And I didn't eat anything at home. I bought ham near the school.

Some days I ate the lean part, and on others I ate the fat part.

The whole piece - never.

I am unsociable.

When I fall in love with someone, I first

I feel terrible disgust, disgust for everything.

Then the disgust passes.

This is how I try to attract attention to myself.

I'm always afraid of going unnoticed.

- What worries me is... - You look calm.

Do you see me as a boy or a man?

A boy. I hope.

A boy remains a boy all his life.

Although it depends on people, on their thoughts.

I ran.

- Call me about leaving. - Maybe I'll call earlier.

- Tell Tom that we saw each other? - Yes. About calling Mom.

- Are you sure she wants to go? - You didn't call.

- She could have called herself. - You promised to call her mother.

- I wanted to know for sure. - You're never sure about anything.

What exactly did you want to know?

- Your girlfriend worries me. - Are you afraid of her?

I don't know how things will turn out there.

You and I, together.

I don't know what kind of relationship you have.

- I might be superfluous. - Is that what you wanted to know?

- You are tactless. - I know.

I didn't expect an answer from you. I asked myself this question.

I'm terribly bored with my peers.

She has the same problems.

Her peers and older men think only about sex.

And she is like a real boy.

Only better.

Okay, I've blabbed.

Can I have a smoke? I'm on edge.

"Dram" and "Lucky" are smoked without a filter.

Buy them for me.

I'll buy you some Kraven. The pack is much nicer.

And I'll keep my idiotic questions to myself. Sorry.

- Do you need to do your homework? - Yes. I'll do it at Mom's.

I dreamed that your father died.

He was terribly old... Old and dead. It was strange.

Call him.

I have three things to tell you. I just forgot the order.

Let me think.

You have to steal the best from people:

Not money, but what's in their heads. That's the first thing.

When you start something, follow it to the end,

even if you're not sure. The ending should be great.

The ending should be wonderful.

I am not expressing myself very clearly,

but I can't explain it more clearly.

Thirdly, I'm afraid of your father. I don't know how to say it...

Nobody is asking you to speak.

- Besides, he's ironic. - Sarcastic.

- What's the difference? - Sarcasm is directed at others.

About your dream... I called before you came.

him. Call again?

- Is this sarcasm? - Yes.

- He never called my mother. - No, but I saw the tickets.

Three?

Are you not in the mood today?

I'm going.

Will you call me? I won't call. And let him call his mother.

- Will you go swimming? - Yes.

- In a bathing suit? Really? - Yes. If there's no one there.

- Where will you buy a swimsuit? - I'll ask my uncle.

He only thinks about clothes.

Will you call me?

- Will you call? - Yes.

Day one

You can't look at me like that. Especially in front of you.

The house is so-so, but the view is magnificent.

Yes, very beautiful.

- The sea. - Yes, the sea.

- The sea is magnificent. - It's absolutely blue.

This is Vedra Island. It changes color throughout the day.

Once upon a time a saint lived there.

He founded the order of Carmelite missionaries.

After living here for 6 years, they left to carry out a mission.

From the inside to the outside. I always told you.

- Is it far? - 500 meters.

But the currents can be very strong. I don't recommend swimming.

- What did your saint eat? - There's fresh water and lots of rabbits.

This is for those who like rabbit meat. I don't like it.

- Will the weather be good? - Yes, all the time.

I didn't fill the pool as requested.

Great. I hate swimming pools.

- Can I go up to the terrace? - Up the internal stairs.

Car keys. Documents in the glove compartment.

My room.

Yours.

There is your father's room.

And at the top there is a terrace.

What was your father doing on the plane?

Nothing.

He seemed to be happy about leaving.

- He didn't look at us? - No, but he looked at you.

The look was not insistent, but still.

- Was his look heavy? - No.

- Stealthy? - No. Not heavy and not stealthy.

So, you are attentive.

So he looked at me.

Let's forget about these views. We don't care.

I don't care. After all, he wasn't looking at you.

It's disgusting to feel a dirty look on you.

It vulgarizes everything around, including

you and me if we do nothing.

You will keep an eye on him.

I will think the same way as you.

Don't push it.

- Let's go swimming? - Yes.

Not bad.

With one hand.

No.

- I'll rip your jaw off. - Wait.

It's because of the water. Try it yourself.

See how simple it is?

Cool! The real He-Man.

No, my throat hurts.

My throat hurts.

I don't like dark skin. I prefer transparent.

Tanning suits blondes. Reminds me of my mother's friends.

Unfortunately, I tan quickly.

But fortunately, my tan fades quickly.

Are you coming?

- Are you coming? - Okay, we're going.

I know what you're going to say.

I'm not interested in these stories with views.

- He wasn't looking at you. - When you were looking

on me, in your eyes I saw his gaze. You became a mirror.

The same goes for bathing.

You can swim naked as long as no one is looking at you.

But if people are looking at you, even in a swimsuit you feel uncomfortable.

You can't look at me like that, especially in front of you.

He must understand this.

I need to get rid of his gaze.

He's smart. He knows what to do.

Only a heartless doll could tolerate this.

You're exaggerating. It's starting to get annoying.

You always wanted to call things your own

names, accurately describe events.

That's what I'm trying to do, because I value this quality in you.

Talk to him less. It's just the two of us.

Tomorrow we'll sail to the island.

Let's spend the day there together, without him.

Can you make it quieter?

- You don't like it? - No.

It makes you cry even when you don't feel like crying.

Stop looking at me...

I'm not interested in you. I'm interested in your age.

I don't care about your age. It disgusts me.

No. I find it interesting because it gives you:

you quickly pronounce the beginning of each sentence,

and all your feelings are reflected on your face.

They disappear quickly, but they are clearly visible.

And your words are often unpredictable.

As if you were much younger.

I don't understand how you managed to preserve this until now?

You have a "sense of joy", similar to a sense of humor.

You are more cheerful, which means you are better.

Tom is simpler than you.

His goal is to hear me say, "Oh yeah,"

He does everything for this. And then he is happy.

You are also good at saying "Oh no."

With the same enthusiasm.

True, at the end you lower your intonation.

Quite acceptable.

I didn't tell you: "Oh no."

Ever since you arrived, you have been telling me this in your own way, not out loud.

And I hear it very well.

I assure you.

Very funny.

I like to see you with a book. I don't like it when you read.

Are you sulking?

You have your reasons for this.

Be careful, or you'll feel them now.

I'm here now.

We are building a game. The goal of the game is to seduce

your father to get rid of him.

During the day everything will be as usual.

And at night everything will be dangerous.

I love you.

Not like a brother, not like a sister.

Stronger.

Day two We decided nothing

don't do anything so as not to spoil anything.

Breakfast!

Breakfast!

Toma, I am amazed by the perfection of the world.

I know it won't last long, but I have no other words right now.

You are absolutely right.

At your age, every morning is wonderful.

You can't understand the metaphysical meaning of this.

No. Metaphysical - I can't.

If the world seems beautiful to you, I am ready to believe it.

You rarely like anything. That's why I believe you.

- It won't be for long, of course. - Of course...

Hope.

Give you a ride

to the cape? - No, no need.

Happily.

- Will you swim with me? - I'm not sure I can swim there.

- But I want to be with you. - It's no more than 500 meters away.

Oh! It's very far.

I promise I won't leave you. We'll drown together.

- Let's go. - No. I'm scared.

I really want to go there.

I still love you. Even though you're not a swimmer.

If you leave, take my clothes with you.

Hey!

You forgot your food.

What's happened?

I chickened out.

I didn't even wait for him to swim to the island.

It was so far away. I couldn't make it out anymore.

He became a tiny dot in the sea.

If something happens to him, no one will help.

There is no reason to worry.

I trust him too much.

I did the wrong thing. I should have talked him out of it.

Now I'm scared.

There's no need to be afraid. He wouldn't like it at all.

I'll go to Tom's room.

Are you awake?

No.

- Are you feeling better? - Not much.

Tell me something about Tom.

One day, at the age of 4, he demanded that the wheels be removed from his bicycle.

I refused. I was afraid he would hurt himself.

But his mother insisted so much that I gave in.

He sat down and rode off, as if he had been riding a bicycle all his life.

We thought he learned it from a friend. Turns out he didn't.

He woke up and thought, "I can ride a bike."

And he was right.

"Dammit, I'm Tom."

I looked at you when you were sleeping.

You sleep so soundly that nothing can happen to him."

Yes, it's far, but Toma is an excellent swimmer.

There is no danger. There is no point in waiting here.

- It's better to wait for him at home. - Yes. Maybe he's already back.

Yes.

What does "kleine schlafmütze" mean?

Let's say, "little sleepyhead."

Beautiful!

Toma and I decided to do nothing,

so as not to ruin everything.

We'll see later.

I really don't want him to end up like everyone else.

But this is unlikely.

But I don't think I'll ever like it.

If I don't care about a boy, I won't feel anything.

I don't like homeboys. All the ones I know

14 year old boys were wild. They were untamable.

At 16 they are no longer wild.

This is a bad age.

They start thinking about sex and it doesn't give them peace.

Then the same thing.

From the moment they start thinking about sex...

When we met Toma, he didn't think about it.

More precisely, I thought without realizing it.

I don't know how to say it. But it's better this way.

He himself doesn't know what he thinks about it.

Besides, he can be jealous.

To make the jealous

The boy is back, you need to count in your head. Up to a hundred.

Count.

Uno, dos, tres.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9.

1, 2,

3, 4, 5.

The island is not interesting at all.

Not a single bird. Just beer cans and rabbits -

such idiots that you can pull their ears like carrots.

I should have brought one.

I stayed there for an hour.

But I saw the tower from the island and then climbed up to it.

- It was very beautiful there. - You were hungry.

- Yes. - Sure.

You are a vile character, a real savage.

- I missed you today. - Me too.

Don't you feel sorry that we have it different from everyone else?

We are not like everyone else.

If we start, we're lost.

The idea that you can be like everyone else...

But it shouldn't be a test. Otherwise it's stupid.

I won't sleep with you today.

But I will sleep in your bed.

Leave.

You won't be running around the house today?

No. I won't be a mouse tonight.

- I smoke. I wanted to show off. - Is someone looking at you?

I can show off without strangers. Here, take a drag.

When we leave, we will miss this house.

You think?

- Good night. - Good night.

Day three

The goal of the game is to seduce your father,

to get rid of him...

I understand that he is tired, but he can’t sleep all day.

When I was 14 years old, I was in love with a 15 year old girl.

I wanted to be in love.

I never kissed her. That would be terrible.

This has been going on for many years. It should never end.

I don't think she ever found out about it.

I saw her on Sundays. I knew everything.

about her, right down to the number of her father's car.

In winter she wore a red leather coat and a green scarf.

Nation 58 76.

I hung around telephone booths. Sometimes I went into them.

Sometimes I called her for no reason.

Under dubious pretexts. But after that I was happy.

I think I'm in love with you.

I think I don't love you.

I understand. But this still needs to be proven.

Will you stay here?

I think I'm in love with you.

I think I don't love you.

I think I'm in love with you.

I think I don't love you.

We had no secrets.

Now everything is so confusing because of your father.

You're talking about these views again.

There are looks and words. What he says,

when you are not there.

We'll assign him a forfeit.

- What kind of forfeit is that? - Like in a game, in case of a loss.

It is performed in order to continue the game.

If he's made a mistake, we're not obligated to continue playing.

And then, what game?

You don't need to come up with a prank.

I'm not going to get even with my father.

I told you, "The goal of the game is to seduce

your father to get rid of him.

Even if we treat him well."

Of course you don't remember. You were sleeping.

This is not against him. This is for us. So that we remain one.

When we quarrel, there are two of us.

- Let them not try to separate us. - No. This is a disgusting idea.

I disagree.

Fool. I don't want to sleep with him, I just want to turn his head.

So that he would lose her completely.

Then we won't become distant from each other.

And don't forget: the ending is important. The ending must be beautiful.

I think only about this.

I still don't agree.

What are you thinking of doing?

I don't know. I want to go to the city, take a walk.

Do you want to talk to me?

In no case.

I take back my words.

I never told you about love. And I never kissed you.

I think he's on a date with a realtor.

He will try his luck with her.

- Jules! - I'm here.

Are you interested in German?

Yes, this language sounds beautiful.

What does "shlafen" mean? "Little"?

No. It means "sleep".

Or "sleepyhead"?

- And "mütze" means "small"? - No. "Small" would be "kleine".

- What? - Just like that.

- Can I see? - No, it's not worth it.

"Cap".

If you add this to the word "sleep", you get "nightcap".

What's this story about the nightcap?

Did you ask my father for a nightcap?

Fool. That's probably what they call a man in a nightcap.

Maybe.

I'll try to get you a cap, but this one's okay too.

She is wearing a sexy red dress. He is looking at her.

"What are you thinking about?" she says. "I'm cold."

He answers...

"The evenings are warm now.

"Should I give you my jumper?"

He talks about us.

"They are similar to each other, although completely different.

They are equally graceful, equally well built."

If she's not obsessed with beauty,

She may not understand what he is telling her.

- The girl wants him to... - The woman.

The woman wants to go

with him to the house on the seashore. - Here?

Oh no.

He feels like he should tell her something.

romantic about yours

childhood, to seduce her.

They become disgusting.

They better not talk about us.

If he brings her, it means he has a heart of stone.

Do you imagine them in a car or on the beach, naked?

It is better to remain silent than to talk nonsense.

I hope she will be naked.

She runs. She doesn't realize how ridiculous she looks.

Everything is shaking, and it’s unpleasant to watch.

It probably even seems funny to him.

What are we going to do?

- Let's go swimming? - Yeah.

Since it's not there, there's no need for a bra.

We are doing well.

Very good. Just perfect.

Like a landscape.

Yes, I don't like those two rocks.

If I lived there, I would destroy them.

I would like to live here permanently, with you.

It's hard. And scary.

No, it's far from perfect.

Only my belly button is perfect.

Show it. You can never see it because of your swimsuit.

I know. It's only half visible. That's how it's meant to be.

Anyway. Show me.

What is beautiful, I hide.

You don't show your belly button to the first person you meet. I'll show you later.

I'm not the first person I meet.

- What's so special about him? - He's handsome.

Looks like a tear.

Beautiful, isn't it?

It is transparent. It is almost invisible.

I'm sure he wasn't dating a realtor.

- What else would he do there? - Well, I don’t know.

Should I turn off the lights?

Did you kiss her?

Who? Who was I supposed to kiss?

Either way, I hate you.

Do you think it's lucky to meet someone like you?

Go to bed.

- Will you go to bed? - Yes, but later.

I'm not very friendly with Morpheus.

So much the better.

I don't like larks. I prefer owls.

Day four

I became the same as everyone else.

It makes no difference. He's right.

- You're not having breakfast? - No. I'll have breakfast later.

Shall we have lunch at a restaurant?

Fine.

I am not ashamed of our relationship.

I behaved no better with Tom.

I know that your feelings for me are not base.

You have "beautiful feelings".

"Not low" sounded good too.

This is mean to Tom.

But still, we can’t do anything against him.

When everyone loves everyone...

- Are you going to go swimming? - No, I'll stay here.

Why didn't you come to see me this morning?

I've thought it all over. The game idea is a good one.

You're right about the looks and everything.

If he vulgarizes everything, it's disgusting. No mercy.

Spin his head so that he loses it completely.

Even if I'm in danger, nothing will happen to us.

Everyone is powerless against us.

Leave me alone.

- How is the realtor doing? - The realtor?

Fine.

I don't like restaurants because you have to sit in them.

At home I eat standing up. It's much more convenient.

You eat everything quickly and don’t have time to gain weight.

Besides, there are as many plates served as there are people.

It's better for everyone to eat from the same plate.

Absolutely right.

See you at home.

If you are honest, there is no reason to worry.

I'll be home at exactly 6 p.m.

Tell me whatever you want to say.

- No one can separate us. - Tell me this at 6 p.m.

Don't talk about him. He's not like you.

Because of you, it is impossible to live with him.

You are dangerous.

If you don't perceive beauty, then there's no point in living.

You have an unhealthy desire for perfection.

What time is it?

16 h.

I became the same as everyone else.

It makes no difference.

He is right.

10 minutes past four.

It's good that you changed your dress. I like it better.

I hate those who do not restrain their desires.

"Tech". So it's not just about me.

Do you mean yourself too?

I don't like to talk about feelings, you know.

Don't start a conversation with me about this.

But it was you who said the word "desire".

- Sometimes it is dictated by feelings. - Or animal instincts.

You can barely see it

pronounce the word "love" almost without articulating it?

There is a disgusting expression: "making love".

"Fucking" is better. "Making" love is not allowed...

You deliberately do not pronounce these forbidden words,

or do they get stuck in your mouth? - Depends on who I'm talking to.

With me, for example?

In any case, she won't admit it to herself.

Is she lying to herself? It's amazing.

After all, honesty is one of her virtues, isn't it?

You talk about feelings, but you are a seducer, a pig.

We are all pigs.

Can I read to you?

After all, it's not obscene to "read"?

Maybe.

If you want to hold out until he comes back,

we need to change the topic and talk about something more elevated.

He will come exactly at six.

Don't think that you are becoming someone important to me.

Don't think so.

I don't think anything.

I have always been ready to do anything to be loved.

I was afraid that boys didn't like me.

I did "this" with them so that they would love me.

I'm so afraid that I won't be loved.

Maybe I don't love myself. I don't know.

There's so much fuss being made about "this".

I agreed to sleep with him once.

But a few times - no.

I did it once for them.

If only they loved me or pretended to...

I myself didn't feel anything.

The thought of sex already made me feel disgusted.

I was ready to sleep with him on the very first evening, but only once.

I was afraid that the same thing would happen to Tom as to the others.

We decided that our relationship would not be built on calculations.

He doesn't act like a boy.

But he doesn’t see me as a girl.

For the first time

I rejected everything in myself that is characteristic of a girl.

It wasn't the boy's fault.

I cut my hair. I wanted to be a boy.

It's much better to be a boy.

I know you can't change it, but being a girl is disgusting.

Well, how did you spend your time?

- And you? - Super cool.

Stop it. This is not funny.

Well?

You're wasting your time. Nothing will happen.

Nothing else will happen.

"Nothing else will happen."

I'm not used to hearing "nothing more" from you.

He became more important to me than I thought. But not for long.

Because I hate myself for it.

- But it's not his fault. - Leave me alone.

Leave me alone!

Let's go somewhere. We need to talk.

- Why leave? - Because I don’t want to be here.

How to say "I love you"

without saying "Toma"?

It is impossible to separate one from the other.

And it's terrible.

He knows that you have become more important to me than I wanted.

- You could have told me about it too. - You know it yourself.

I also told him that I hate myself for it.

This is true.

I would like to be only with you, but I can't.

I don't know what connects Toma and me. Nothing.

But I can't believe it yet.

There is no future for you and me. We are simply caught off guard.

You risk nothing. Everything will stop on its own.

As soon as you stop showing interest in me.

Living together as a threesome is an impossible dream.

While mystigris is a very real thing.

Let's see who gets it.

He doesn't have a partner.

We discard paired cards of the same color.

The main thing is that there is no jack of spades.

The game is over.

Good night.

- Let's go swimming at dawn? - Good idea.

- Should I wake you up? - Okay, okay.

Let's see who wakes up whom.

He doesn't care.

You yourself don't believe what you're saying.

- He decided he didn't care. - There's a nuance here.

But this is not entirely true.

In the end, he won't care. Is that better?

No. You speak as if you don't know him.

You don't care.

If it catches your eye, then that's how it is.

You don't have to stay with me.

I told you to leave, and you leave?

You don't understand anything anymore. You don't hear me.

I don't know what you want,

do you still need me

and what do you think about me.

I want to know: did you see each other in Paris without me?

Yes.

Then you know what I think about you.

I didn't think about it before. I just realized it.

I want you to go away.

I would do anything for him. If only he wanted it.

Just to feel his desire.

If he ordered, I would obey.

A wish that would be a command.

It wasn't me who started it. It was you who kissed me.

He knew that we had seen each other in Paris.

But it was you who kissed me. And he doesn't know that.

Today I hate him.

He's a smug guy,

of which there are a dime a dozen in schoolyards,

a brat who doesn't understand relationships between people.

He doesn't understand that he and I are above everything else.

I don't want to go to school anymore. Not because of the teachers.

There are always idiots among teachers.

But no one cares about them.

No. I don't want to go to school because of the depraved, impudent males.

Today he looks like them. It's unbearable.

I won't go to school anymore. I'll study by correspondence.

I don't want to deal with guys anymore.

All wars are because of them.

You shouldn't let Tom communicate with them.

Have you seen? He has a terribly cold look today.

If he kissed you, your blood would run cold.

He didn't kiss me, but I'm cold.

- Horrible. - It's not the cold.

And insensitivity.

Emotions sometimes make us insensitive.

Feelings, not emotions.

Strong feelings turn into emotions.

- It's an ugly word. - I said it instead of the word "feeling".

I know you don't like him very much.

It doesn't always irritate me.

I tried not to perceive the emotions of those I loved.

Perhaps I was denying my own emotions.

There are days when someone else's love is unbearable.

Toma is terribly afraid of showing emotions.

This does not mean that he does not have them. Quite the contrary.

When I lived with him and his mother,

I liked him less than I do now.

I wasn't in love with him all the time.

There were moments when I didn't like him at all.

Now I like him all the time, no matter what he does.

You love him and kiss me. You have no conscience.

We both kiss you. We are in love with the same girls.

And it will be like this all my life.

Soon I won't be able to kiss his girls anymore.

I will lose my charm.

That's why we love being in love with you at the same time right now.

When we swim with him, we will think about you,

although we will never say your name: "Juliette".

You're crazy. He won't swim with you tomorrow.

He will sulk.

You and him are not the same thing.

I'm not so cold anymore.

- Will you come to say goodbye to me? - Yes.

No need.

I have to. I'm just like everyone else.

Then it will all be over.

I love you.

Day Five Epilogue

I let myself be taken over, but Toma was stronger.

Sex has nothing to do with it.

- That's different. - I didn't ask about anything!

I don't want to hear anything, especially from you.

As we were going down, I was thinking about one thing:

I wanted to smash your head in.

I decided that I would scream when you approached.

I decided that I would scream every time I approached you,

so that he would hear me and come running immediately.

Thomas!

Thomas.

Thomas.

We made a pact with him forever. And although I allowed myself to be taken over,

Toma is still stronger.

He is stronger than you.

I will leave early.

We could be garbage collectors in Venice.

We would be fine there.

In the morning we would wake up on the water.

It's so beautiful there!

There is a couple living in a store annex next to my house.

Man and woman.

They will probably never part.

Just like us.

You definitely can't say "prost coitum animal triste" about them.

- "Post", а не "prost". - Да, "post".

"After copulation the beast rests."

What?

No. "After intercourse every animal is sad."

- When we get back, we'll ask them. - Yes.

They will answer us: "Mind your own business."

Let's get out of here. It's terribly depressing here.

Translation by M.Labori