All language subtitles for Carturan (2019).eng

-Hello!
-Hello!

-Io sono l'attaccante.
-Si, tu sei l'attaccante.

Well done! You know, see?

-What about the football?
-Pallone. Il pallone da calcio.

-Calcio.
-Yes, that's the word for football.

-How are you? Hello!
-You came!

-All done?
-All done, all done.

This time I only brought
the ones with whipped cream.

-You shouldn't have!
-Now, now.

Oh, dear!

-What's up? Have you been good?
-Yes.

Well done!

-Have the doctors cured you?
-Yes!

I'm worried they might stop my pension
and send me back to work.

-Can I have some water?
-Sure! Right away.

There's meatball soup, if you're hungry.

I'm not hungry, thanks.

I had two pretzels in town.

Call that food?
I've made some good soup.

But there wasn’t enough rice,
so I sent Cristi to buy some more.

-Thank you!
-Sure.

Problem is, our striker here
took forever.

Come on, he wasn't so late.
You could have waited a bit longer.

It was on the boil, I couldn't wait.

Go and fetch some plates.

-So?
-What?

What did they say?
What’s causing the pain?

Nothing serious.
They gave me some more pills.

-Make sure you take them.
-I will.

Right then.

-There we go!
-They look great!

They got a bit soft on the way.

Cristi, here you go!

He worked hard, you know? He helped me
around the yard this morning.

-Really?
-He fed the animals, too.

-Is that so? You worked hard?
-Yes.

Well done!

-And I wasn't so late with the rice.
-Hmm!

Only a little late.

Right.

Aren't you eating?

I'm not hungry. I was just thirsty.

These ones with the whipped cream
are my favourites.

What's up, little girl? How are you?

Well done!

Well done, Mara. Good girl!

-Here, give her some water.
-Okay.

So can I go to Mihăiță’s?

I though you wanted to see
what I've brought you from the city.

You brought me something?

I don't know, but I can check
if you like. Take a seat!

Yes, do check!

-I don't know, there's something here.
-What?

A box. I don't know how it got here.

Here it is! Have a look inside!

Football boots. Wow!

-Aren't you trying them on?
-Of course!

I thought you weren’t getting me
football boots till my birthday.

Thank you!

-Are they tight?
-No, they're fine.

Stand on that foot, see how it feels.

Walk around!

-Are they alright?
-Yes.

-Do they fit you?
-Yes, they do.

Well, now you can go to Mihăiță’s.

Since when have you smoked?

Actually, for ages.

But I’d kicked the habit.

Now there's no longer any point
not smoking.

Why do you say that?

I thought I had gastritis,
a stomach ulcer or something.

But I had a CT scan today
and it's not that.

It's cancer. Stomach cancer.

What do you mean, cancer?

-How is that possible?
-How should I know?

It just is.

Are you sure?

Yes. The doctor showed me
on the computer.

But you can have an operation,
Mr. Cărturan.

Well, that's the bad news:
apparently, I can't.

It's metastatic.

They gave me two, three months.

God almighty!

It is what it is.

The thing is, I don't know
what to do with Cristi.

I've been thinking about it
since this morning.

I thought that it would be best if...

If you agree, of course...

If I transferred the house
under your names.

And if you looked after him here
till he’s 18.

After that, he'll manage.

What do you think?

I'm old, can I still raise a child?

You're right, Saveta, I know.
I was thinking more of Ana.

She...

I know she's fond of Cristi, and...

Mr. Cărturan, I’d like
for him to live with me.

I’m really fond of him.

The problem is...

I'm going back to Italy in the autumn.

Really? Are you really going back?

Yes. My sister’s found me a job.

I don't know how it will work out
this time, but I'm going.

There's no work for me here.

You know my situation.

Vasile, you can see the problems
this daughter of mine has got.

Single, forced to live with me,
with no purpose in life.

Mum, don't start up again,
drop it!

She needs to make her own way,
have a job, earn a wage.

Later on ...

If things get better, God willing ...

we might be able to look after Cristi too.

But right now ...

You can see very well.

Don't worry, you two.

I'll find a solution.

Take this as well!

I'm going into town,
to collect some medical test results.

Your lunch is in the fridge,
you only need to warm it up. Okay?

Can't I come too?

I've got to go to lots of places, Cristi.

Yes, but you know I'm a fast walker,
I wouldn't be any bother.

It's not that. I don't know where I have
to go, or how long I’ll have to wait.

But I'll take you next time, I promise.
And we’ll go to the mall, to the games.

-Sounds okay?
-Okay.

Good lad!

But I can still go out to play football
with Mihăiță today, right?

Of course you can. Just be careful.

Here, slice some tomatoes.

On the 17th of August.

He's ranked, but he's still worried
because his abs aren’t ripped.

I told him, don't work out piecemeal.

Don't neglect one area
so you work on it when you need it.

Yes. That's exactly what I told him too.

That, plus dieting and working out
on a schedule for two months.

We’ve tried and tried,
but there’s only so much we can do.

These women,
we don't find them everywhere.

If one drops out, six or seven kids
are left without a caregiver.

And they have to go back
to the orphanage.

Let me be clear, there aren’t any places
in family homes at the moment.

You saw for yourself.

It’s a nationwide problem.

I’m all too familiar with the situation,
there simply aren’t any places.

Except at the orphanage.

-This is for you...
-Please, don't.

-Please take it back.
-I insist...

Please, take it back.
I understand, but I can’t help.

I told you, the timing is very bad.

So, what do we do?

And are the conditions good
at the ... orphanage?

What can I say,
there are limits to what we can provide.

It's not like home, obviously. But ...

We do have qualified personnel
to look after the children.

And they do it very well.

It may not be ideal, but what can we do?

We can only hope.

Maybe we’ll find him a foster family,
it’s happened before.

Or a place will become available
in a family home, we'll see.

That would be very good.

I suggest you go and visit
the orphanage.

It shouldn't take long,
it's a few streets away.

So that you’ll get an idea.
What do you think?

This is one of the bedrooms.

As I was saying,
there is room for improvement.

Yes, there is.
How many children live in here?

There are 18 in here. But we also have
rooms for ten, I'll show you.

Right.

-In any case, most children ...
-Hello!

-Hello!
-Hello!

Even if we offered top-notch conditions,
they wouldn’t be able to appreciate them.

-Why is that?
-The families they come from

never said a kind word to them. They were
bullied, mistreated, even abused.

Obviously, their behaviour was affected.

I don't know what to say.

A kid brought up in the countryside
would find it hard to live here.

Please, try to find him a place
in a family home.

I understand.
But like the manager told you,

there aren’t any places in family homes.

-Here, Miss...
-Please, take it back.

-I insist...
-What the hell! There are cameras here.

I'm trying to do everything in my power
for him.

This boy will be all alone in the world.

-What can I do, who should I talk to?
-I believe you.

But it's not that simple,
you should understand.

An envelope isn’t going to fix everything.

Please!

It's more complicated than that.

I'll talk to the manager
and we'll try to find a solution, okay?

Okay.

But I can't promise anything.

Let's go!

When should I call you back?

Don't, I’ll call you.

Come on, are you ready? Let's do it!

A few easy balls, to warm up.

I won't be staying long today.

Why not?

My mum asked me to crack on
with my holiday homework.

I did mine in the first few days.

That's because you’re crazy, that's why.

Yes, sure.

But now the crazy one has time,
while you’re working your socks off.

Sure, what can I say?

Watch this one, I'm Messi!

See that?

-That was pure luck!
-Luck?

Come on, let's go again.

-Hello!
-Hello!

-Are you looking for the priest?
-Yes.

What is it about?

About a memorial.

-Are you one of our parishioners?
-Da.

-Then please, come in!
-Thank you.

I'll tell him you’re here.

He's doing some work.

-God bless you!
-Hello, father!

Dispense with the hand-kissing.

For God's sake, stop it!

-A glass of wine?
-No, thank you.

Please do. I made it. I’ve just racked it.

No, I don't really drink.

-Sure?
-Yes.

I'll pour a little for myself.

-What was your name again?
-Cărturan Vasile.

Cărturan? I've heard the name before.

You've been in our village
for a while now, haven’t you?

-Eleven years.
-Eleven years?

But you never set foot
in church, right?

-Except at Easter and Christmas, maybe.
-That's right.

No matter.
Praise be to God you are here now.

-And where are you from?
-From Oltenia.

Thank you.

But when I lost my wife,
I came to be with my son.

He used to live in the city
and I wanted to be closer to him.

I'm listening.

And after they went too...

I was left alone, just me and my grandson.

What do you mean, “after they went”?

They died.

I see.

Right.

I won't ask again,
I see you find it hard to tell me.

And what can I do for you?

Father, I had some tests done recently

and the results aren’t good.
Not good at all, actually.

Meaning?

Well ... I don’t have long to live.

Now, now ... You don’t have long to live.

Who are we to know how long we have?
Only God knows that.

It's metastatic.

Good Lord!

I'm sorry.

And I want to make preparations.
There's no one else to do it.

There's my grandson, but he's too young.

-How young?
- 14, this autumn.

This is quite a story you're telling me!

And what do you plan to do with him?

I talked to someone. I'd like to find
a place for him in a family home.

There aren’t any places there now,
only at the orphanage.

I know what you're saying, but ...

It's not at all simple nowadays.
It's just that ...

I don't have any contacts in those
family homes, particularly not in the city.

Oh, no, father.
I came to you for a different reason.

Which is?

I’d like to hold
my own memorial.

For my soul.

What do you mean,
your own memorial?

The way they do where I come from.

To make sure everything
is properly done. The Christian way.

With a priest and everything.
I want to make my peace before God.

My good man!

It's normal to want to make your peace
before God, but not like this.

I’ve heard about such memorials ...
But it’s not what Christians do.

But father, I’m a good Christian.

I brought up a child
practically all by myself.

And when God took him away,
I brought another one, my grandson.

I didn't shirk hardship.

And since I’m in this situation,

I want to hold a memorial,
the way my father and my grandfather did.

Mr Cărturan ...

-Did I get it right?
-Yes.

I understand your wish.

But memorials are held
only after the person dies.

To do it beforehand goes against tradition,
and that's a sin.

And a grave sin at that.

If you're really keen
to hold a meal

for friends and neighbours,
that can be arranged.

-I could come to bless the food.
-Father,

-I want a memorial.
-Oh, come on.

I don't know what to say.

But I don't like what I hear.

Here's what we do.

It's the first time I’ve come across
such a thing,

and believe me,
I have no idea what to say.

Come to church on Friday,
for the 5 o'clock Mass,

and we'll talk.

Okay?

In the meantime ...

I have a favour to ask.

Here’s an article on what we talked about,
please read it.

I'm sorry about this whole situation.

And I will also hear your confession
on Friday.

Thank you, Father!

-The Lord be with you! Walk with God!
-Thank you.

-Are you sure?
-Yes.

-Absolutely sure?
-Hmm.

Then I ...

I’ll take this pawn of yours.

-I didn't see that one.
-You live and learn.

You should always be careful.

In that case, I'll take your knight.

Look at you! We joke, we laugh,
but my pieces are disappearing.

Well done, Kasparov! You deserve a prize.

Watch this!

What's wrong with you?
Don't you need your lungs anymore?

Give me a break!
You know I smoke once in a blue moon.

And I don’t even inhale.

How are things? Did you talk to Cristi?

Not yet, but I went to the orphanage.

-The orphanage?
-Where else?

And?

I don't know what to say.

The conditions are not great.

They're kept together, all ages.
Sometimes they fight.

-Are they left alone?
-No, but the place is understaffed.

And the staff aren’t very interested.

There aren’t any places left
in family homes.

What are those?

Some kind of house with caregivers,

who look after a few kids.

Ah!

But everything is paid for by government.
It's much better there.

Mr. Cărturan, I hope you don't mind me
saying, but ...

If you want a thing done,
you have to grease palms.

You think I didn't want to?
They refused.

Both the manager and the assistant,
they refused.

The assistant said she would try to help.

We'll see.

In that case, it's okay.

But you need to go there loaded with cash.

Nobody risks their skin for small change.

Don't you watch TV?

How do you think they can afford all
those cars and houses? Out of their wages?

Seriously now.

I promise, take enough money with you
and it’ll be problem solved.

That's what I thought.

And I have no choice.

I have to sell the house.

I give them how much they want,

and leave the rest in a bank account
for Cristi.

Yes, but ...

Selling the house takes time.

Don't you remember the neighbours?
It took them a year to sell theirs.

They used estate agents, online adverts,
and it still took ages.

In the end, they lowered their price.

Let's be realistic!
People are poor, Vasile.

I ... I was thinking
I could ask around in the village.

That is, after I talk to Cristi.

In the meantime,
maybe you can ask around too.

We will.

But don't get your hopes up.

Watch it, you might catch my hat.

It does happen sometimes.

I know you, you're dangerous.

Another half an hour and we leave, right?

Why, are you bored, or what?

No, but Mihăiță is picking me up at one.

-Is it Thursday today?
-Yes.

We have a match today,
I told you last week.

Well, I forgot.

You forgot.

Look at them jumping,
they're mocking me.

But I'd also like you to read a bit today.

Did you finish 20 Years After?

Mind you don't hook mine.

Did you know it's the sequel
to The Three Musketeers?

Yes, I did.
I read it as well, a while back.

I liked the series,
there is adventure, history...

-There's true history there, do you know?
-I know.

Oh, dear me!

What is it? Are you in pain?

It will pass.

Probably from the milk
I drank this morning.

I drank too much.

The milk?

You used to drink a litre a day
at the mine, and it was good for you.

That's what you used to tell me.

Well ... Good for me ... At the mine ...

I didn't stay down the mine very long.

Although if I had stayed ...

my pension would have been bigger now.

So tell me, what kind of wood do you have?

Pine and oak.

-Which is cheaper?
-The pine.

Is it any good?

It lasts you up to the grave.
After that, why would you care?

I'm not one to go for luxury, but ...

I'd rather it didn’t break
when they drop the soil on it ...

I wouldn't like that.

Don't worry, it lasts a few years.

And how much is it?

Six hundred.

That's a lot.

Varnished, with good handles,

with lining and rod,

cross included. How's that much?

Can't you give me a discount?

Fine.

For you, that will be 550.
I can't go any lower.

-Fine.
-You'll like it. You'll see.

And it’ll be ready in two weeks.

I need it a bit sooner than that.

How much sooner? I have other orders,
and look at my hand.

I need it next Saturday.

Come on, did the doctor
tell you the day too?

No, but I'm holding my memorial,
and I'll need the coffin too.

Do you understand?

-Memorial?
-Yes.

Really?

Yes, really.

It’s the tradition where I come from.

With a priest, the works.

-A memorial?
-A memorial, man.

I remember seeing
something on TV, but ...

Are you going to do it for me or not?

If you can't, I'll talk to somebody else.

Mr. Cărturan, I'll do it for you.
Next Saturday it will be at your place.

That's good.

Here.

One, two, three, four, five ...

And a half.

Hey, man!

-Darmi!
-Open!

Don't stop!

Come on!

And pass the ball!

Cross it!

Not to him!

-That's a foul! Penalty!
-No, it's not!

Jeez, I'm flying in these trainers!

-Now let's see!
-Just look at him!

Just hit it hard!

-Hello!
-Hello!

-Enjoy your meal!
-Thank you!

Hello, hello! I was in the kitchen,
getting the second course ready.

Very well.

This is Mr. Cărturan, Mrs. Ștefania.

-The pleasure is mine.
-Likewise.

There is no better educator
than Mrs. Ștefania in the whole town.

Let's not exaggerate!

She's been with us for 15 years,
and looked after lots of children.

Yes. The years have passed by so quickly.
A lot of them are adults now.

-Where do we start?
-Since we’re here,

let's start with the living room.
This way, please!

This is where the children eat,

they watch TV here in the evening,
they do some activities,

sometimes with me, but mostly
with a volunteer from the foundation.

The kids like her a lot.

-Really? I was going to ask about her.
-Yes, they do.

They get along very well.

The girl is very kind to them.

The kids are very close to her,
just like me.

She helps me a lot here, a lot.

The kitchen is in here.

With everything we need.

Let me show you the bedrooms.
This way!

This is one of the boys' bedrooms.

Please, come in!

-May I?
-Certainly, go ahead.

This is where the older boys sleep.

As you can see, each has his own bed,
his own wardrobe, everything.

-It looks very good.
-Yes, it does.

This way.

This is the bedroom
for the younger boys.

-Again, they have everything they need.
-Right.

The girls' bedrooms
are on the upper floor.

I see you also have a yard.

Yes, we can go and see it
if you want.

-And we can see the rest afterwards.
-Certainly!

In the meantime,
I'll serve the second course.

Perfect! Shall we?

-Have you finished eating?
-Yes.

Well done!

-Did you like it?
-Yes.

-Did you spot the boy closest to the door?
-Yes.

He’ll be eighteen this December.

The law says he can’t stay here
after that.

Which means we will have
a place available in six months.

No earlier than six months?

The waiting list is very long.

Trust me, this is the only option.

I understand, but ...

You would need to talk
to lots and lots of people.

If you see what I mean.

But I’ll leave it up to you to decide.

We'll get it done.

For sure.

We believe in one God

The Father, the Almighty

Maker of heaven and earth

And all of that is, seen and unseen

We believe in one Lord, Jesus Christ

The Only Son of God

Eternally begotten of the Father

There are three characters
in this parable.

The prodigal son,

his brother,

and their father.

The three represent our conduct
toward our neighbour.

For who is the prodigal son? Hmm?

He is the unruly son who breaks the rules
of good conduct.

He is the unruly son who learnt nothing
from hardship,

from mistakes, from errors.

But he is capable of doing so.

He is the one
who has an awakening experience.

What are we to learn
from the experience of the prodigal son?

That no matter how lost we are,

we can still find the way back
to our heavenly Father.

To the family home.

Dearly beloved,

a great theologian said that
if we ever lost the Holy Scripture,

and all we had left
was the parable of the prodigal son,

it would still be enough.

It would still be enough to reconstruct
God's qualities and attributes.

The relationship between God and man,
and between man and God.

Between man and man.

In just few words we discover
the inner torment

experienced by those
who turn their back on God.

God bless you!

God bless you!

God bless you!

-What's your name?
-Cristi.

Cristi? Beautiful!

-Hello, Father!
-God bless you!

Wait for me afterward, and we'll talk.

God bless you.

There is some hope, but it looks like
it would cost a lot of money.

You can’t get by without money
anywhere these days.

Now I pray to God
for a house buyer, to get the money.

You pray for Him to help you, that's all.
Not to sell the house, or something else.

We don't know God's ways.

You pray,
and things will work out somehow.

What about Cristi ...

Did you tell him?

Now yet, but I’ll tell him
before the memorial.

-You didn't read the article.
-I did.

And?

I still want the memorial.

What about today's parable,
did you understand it?

I did, but I still want the memorial.

My good man, why are you so stubborn?

I want to be at peace,
to follow my parents' tradition.

Or as they say where I'm from,
to pave the way for my soul.

To pave the way for your soul ...

Let's try something else.

Say we hold the memorial.

But people talk, and the bishop finds out.

And then he asks me, “A memorial
for someone who isn’t dead?”

What do I tell him, Mr. Cărturan?

-But father, I'll pay ...
-Who said anything about money?

Good God, this isn't about money,
don't you see?

You’re very stubborn. Stubborn.

And if I can't help you,
what are you going to do?

I’ll find another priest.

Another priest? Really?

-Yes.
-Just like that?

-What else?
-Here, in my parish?

I came to you first, Father.
What can I do?

I have to have the memorial
next Saturday. I started the preparations.

You have to have it.
I'm glad you don't want it done today.

You just don't give up.

You don't give up,
and you put me in a difficult position.

Here’s what we’ll do:

Come to mass again on Sunday,
and we'll talk.

I’ll tell you then
whether I can help or not.

Father, I’ll come, but please tell me.

I’ll tell you.

But take heed.

Memorial or no, only God decides
what will become of your soul.

Remember the saying,

he who wants a drink of water
stands to lose the well.

Think about it.

And if this priest doesn't want to,

what can I do,
I’ll talk to another one.

He's not the only priest
in the world.

God almighty!

Don't worry, we'll help you.

We can't leave him in the lurch, can we?

Vasile, the only reason I'm helping you
is because you are all alone.

And that's the Christian way,
to help your neighbour.

But I won't come to the memorial.
Just so you know.

And don't be surprised
if others do the same as me.

Well, in that case
I'll talk to the neighbours.

Nobody is obliged to come.

But I’m grateful for your offer of help.

And how do you want to do it?

The way I’ve seen it done before.

I’ll buy food, drink,

I have the shopping list here.

Plates, cutlery,

-...handkerchiefs, coffin ...
-God almighty!

... clothes for alms, candles ...
Yes, I’ve already ordered the coffin.

You've lost your marbles,
I’m telling you.

-Let me tell you what’s what.
-Hmm.

Where I come from, two or three
generations before me,

people would go to the graveyard
and sit in their grave, to test it.

And when their time was nigh,
apparently, they didn't fear death so much.

They were better prepared.

That's what my granddad used to say.

God rest his soul!

Wait a minute.

It’s Ana.

Hello? Yes, Ana.

At home.

No, wait ... Just a moment.

Hang up the rest, please.
Just do it properly, okay?

I'm listening.

When?

Really?

No, no, now is a good time.

No problem at all, leave it to me.

I'll be fine.

Yes. And we'll talk afterward, okay?

Alright.

Alright, thank you, Ana.

How’s it going?

-Did I hang them up well?
-Very well.

Let me hold this, and you carry on,
I see you're good at it.

-Shall we do another wash?
-You're a busy bee today.

I wanted to finish,
Mihăiță will be waiting for me afterward,

we’re going to play on his computer.

How about you go sooner?

You mean, now?

-That was the idea. Is that bad?
-No.

I have to go to Ana’s,
we’ve got things to talk about.

And we’ll do another wash tomorrow,
there’s plenty of time.

The day after tomorrow.
Tomorrow is Sunday.

The day after tomorrow, you're right.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?
Go on, scram! I'll hang up the rest.

Alright.

Look after yourself.

And in here I keep bits and pieces.

It's a storage area.

What’s the surface area?

The yard?

The whole thing, the house, the garden ...

The yard and the garden are
about 1,000 to 1,200,

plus the house, about 80,

-... so the total is about ...
-About 1,300.

-That's about right, yes.
-Hmm.

-You’ve got access to fresh water, right?
-The well is over there.

That's good, nice one.

-Shall we go inside the house?
-No. There's no need.

Okay. And how much do you want?

I was thinking 40,000 euros.

You don't waste any time, don't you?

If you add everything up, maybe it's worth
as much. But I’ll demolish everything.

What do you mean?

If I buy it, I'll be for the land.

I want to build my ma a house here,
a villa. You understand?

And so you won’t say I didn’t negotiate ...

I’ll give you 25,000. What do you say?

-No, it's not enough. Not enough.
-Not enough?

The land’s not worth
more than 15-20,000.

-Believe me, I know what I'm saying.
-No, it's not enough.

Not at all. And I’m paying cash,
I don't go through banks and shit.

I know, but no ...

And the neighbours, what are they like?

They're kind people, hardworking...

Hmm.

Okay, I'll let you decide,
and when you're ready, we can shake on it.

-How about 35,000?
-No.

No, it's a lot. I like the area,
the view is nice, but that's too much.

I won't go over 25,000, just so you know.

And I’m offering you 25,000 only because
Ana told me why you are selling it.

That's life, what the hell can we do?

And your grandson?
Are you taking him to the orphanage?

I don't know.

I'm trying to find something better.

If he was older, I’d have taken him
to Italy, to work. But as it is ...

-Well ...
-Cristi?

Cristi!

Cristi!

-Hello! Sorry to bother you.
-Hello.

My Cristi left home two hours ago,

-... and he’s not answering his phone.
-Right.

I thought maybe he was with Mihăiță.

He dropped by earlier,

but I told him Mihăiță can't play today
because he has homework to do.

Enough is enough.

I see.

I thought Mihăiță might know
where Cristi is.

How could he,
since they didn't even meet?

I don't know,
maybe they talked on the phone.

Okay, come and talk to him.

I’ve got something on the stove.
Leave that out here.

Okay.

Is it ringing?

Hey, man!

At home. You?

Yes. Your grandad is at our house. He says
you should go home, he wants to talk.

To explain.

To explain something to you, I don't know.

Okay, I'll tell him.

Okay. Bye!

-What did he say?
-He'll stay a bit longer.

-How's that? Where is he?
-I don't know. He didn't say.

Didn't he say when he's coming home?

No. Only that he's staying
out a bit longer.

I don't know ... Maybe you can call again
and talk to him, okay?

Alright.

Tell him I'll be waiting for him at home.

Okay.

Thank you, Mihăiță.

-Good bye.
-All the best.

-I told you he didn’t know anything.
-Yes ...

-Sorry for the intrusion.
-No problem.

-Goodbye!
-Goodbye!

-Hey!
-Hi!

You didn't tell my grandad
where I was, did you?

No, I didn't. I don't have his number.

I don't want him to find me.

-Here, I brought you some pie.
-Cheers!

-Don't you want some?
-No.

So, what's up with your grandad?

He wants to give me away.

What do you mean, give you away?

I don't know.
He wants to sell the house too.

A gypsy came around today,
he wants to buy it.

If he sells it,
where are you going to live?

Didn't you hear?
He wants to give me away.

-What about him?
-I don't know.

I’m not going to eat it all now,
because I'll be hungry later.

Hold on, aren't you going home?

I don't want to see him any more.

Maybe you can sleep at my house.

-At yours?
-Yes.

Haven’t you seen the look
your mum gives when she sees me?

-So, where are you going to sleep?
-I don't know.

Cristi?

What are you doing?

Come here!

I was about to call the police.

Come on, sit down.

Come on, please.

-Shall I fix you something to eat?
-I'm not hungry.

-Some tea, maybe?
-No.

I know you're angry, and obviously
you don’t know what’s going on.

I should have talked to you
a while back, but ...

I didn't know how to.

Cristi!

The thing is, the doctors ...

They said I'm in big trouble.

Is that why you’re giving me away
and selling the house?

Because you ran out of money
for the doctors?

It's not to do with the doctors, Cristi.

I'm not selling the house
to pay the doctors.

And anyway,
they can't help me now.

But I'll be gone soon.

And someone needs to look after you.

I'm selling it
so you won't end up in an orphanage.

I want you to go somewhere better.

But I don't want to leave here.

I know you don't, but ...

You can't stay here.

What if Ana and Saveta
came and helped me?

Don't you think I’d like
Ana and Saveta to help you?

But Ana's going to Italy.

Saveta ... She's too old,
she can't help you any longer.

And if we don't sort this out now ...

then later...

it won't be possible any more.

Do you understand?

-Shall I give you a hand?
-Don't you worry, I'm fine.

-You'd better bring those chairs.
-I will, I will.

That's what she does when she's busy.

I know, I know.

But I still can't get used to her
being like that.

She treats me like we were
in the army, doesn’t she?

You're telling me?

Why do they give clothes for alms?

They say that if you give,
you will have in the afterlife.

On the other side, people need
everything they had in this life.

They need clothes too, not just food.

If you don't give ...

you just sit and watch,
am I right?

-That's right.
-What do you mean, watch?

You sit and look at the ones who have.

And why in sets of three?

That I don't know.
That's the tradition.

-Are you done with the clothes?
-Yes.

Keep an eye on the stuffed cabbage rolls,
lest they burn.

I just checked.

-Do we have enough candles?
-Yes.

Mara, be quiet! Enough, little girl!

-Good morning all.
-Good morning.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

Good morning, Codin.

-Shall we put it inside?
-No, outside. Here.

By the steps. The coffin stays outside
during the memorial.

Put it on that rug,
so it won’t get scratched.

Hmm.

Up against the wall, next to each other.

That's right.

-Boss, we're going to the cart.
-Okay.

Do you like it?

Don't you worry, it will hold you.

-But will I fit?
-You will.

If it's tight, I'll file a complaint.

You not going to be wriggling around,
it will fit.

For my soul.

Heaven be praised?

How else?

-Heaven be praised!
-Praised indeed.

-But share it with the guys.
-I will.

Mr. Cărturan, we still have work to do,
so we'll be off,

-... but we'll see you later.
-I'll be waiting.

Come, I'll throw in the cross too.

-I left a blank here.
-Very well.

Let me have it.

-I'll be back later, then.
-All the best.

-Cheers!
-All the best.

-Goodbye.
-Cheers.

Let's go!

You pull it this way.

Come!

Done, I talked to Giani.

You did? And?

We're meeting on Monday morning
at the notary public.

-I'm glad it's sorted.
-I hope.

Let us know
if you'd like to leave Cristi with us.

There's no need, he's coming with me.

As you wish.

See? There's quite a crowd.

Yes, there is.

They were hesitant, but when I told them
the priest would be coming ...

Here they are.

That bloke Gianni is a bit of a gangster.

He's been like that
ever since I've known him.

He's a good guy.
He said he'd call you, and he did.

That he did.

Quiet, the priest is coming.

Mr. Cărturan, the priest is coming.

I told you he'd come.

-Codin, come and sit at the table.
-Sit here.

Go to the table, and have a seat.

-Come on, to the table.
-To the table everybody.

-Go on!
-Have a seat.

Please sit down.

-Good day, Father.
-Hello, children.

-Good day, Father. Welcome!
-God bless you.

-After you!
-What am I to say to you now?

May God forgive you,
or may God rest your soul?

Or both?

Because from the looks of it,
this is a proper memorial.

That’s because it is.

Mr. Cărturan ...

Everything that you told me,
about your disease, and your grandson,

troubled me deeply.

I understand what you're going through
and I’m very sorry about it.

And so, what I am about to tell you
is going to upset you.

But I have no choice.

I cannot officiate at this memorial.

-What do you mean?
-Exactly what you heard.

I'm to blame for letting you prepare,
at one point I thought I could do it,

-... but I cannot.
-What do you mean, father?

You let me prepare everything
only to tell me that you won't do it?

Mr. Cărturan, I wouldn't know what to do
even if I wanted to.

What am I supposed to do?
Officiate the funeral rites?

I don't know.

-But I spent a week preparing for this.
-I can see that.

You've got the koliva, the plaited bread,
even the coffin. Good God!

Mr. Cărturan, do you think you are dead?
Let me tell you that you are alive.

-And you are talking with me here.
-Father, I invited all these people.

So what?
Yes, I can see you've invited them.

How can they sit at the table with you
and hold a feast in your memory?

The Holy Bible says it too, the dead with
the dead, and the living with the living.

-But this isn’t what we agreed, father.
-That's true.

This isn’t what we agreed.
But some things are not to be done.

What are you afraid of? That you won't
be redeemed without this memorial?

Look at that boy you’ve raised.
He is your true redemption.

-I thought we had an agreement.
-You are right.

If only it were possible.
But this isn’t possible, Mr. Cărturan.

What don't you understand?
Your wish is motivated by superstition.

Do you understand? And we pass it on,
these children see us and do likewise.

And they don't ever ask themselves
what its true meaning is.

To whom should we entrust
our hopes and our faith?

To God almighty,
the maker of heaven and earth,

or to our own stupid mind which forces us
to do things out of superstition?

How can you hold your own memorial,
in your coffin, before you're dead?

Really, Mr. Cărturan!

If I'd known, I would have talked
to another priest.

-To another priest?
-Well ...

Do you know what?

You should have come to church, to confess
and receive the sacraments. You refused.

The road to redemption starts
with the acknowledgement of our sins.

Even if only at the eleventh hour.

That's what I think.

But here's what we do.

I'm going to bless your repast,
but more than that ...

I'm sorry, I cannot.

The priest is coming.

God have mercy!

-Hello, father!
-God have mercy!

Forgive me for making you wait.

Lord Jesus, heavenly Father,
bless the repast of your servants,

in your infinite greatness and holiness,
now and forever, amen!

-Amen!
-Amen!

Please, be seated and partake!

Thank you, Father!

There's something else
I'd like to discuss.

What is there left for us to discuss?

You are angry, aren’t you?

I understand you're angry,
but believe me, it's better this way.

I thought you wanted to tell me something.

I do.

The thing is, we’ve thought about it,
and we could take Cristi.

What did you say?

Just what you've heard.
I’ve talked to my wife, and ...

Our children have grown up,
and left home.

We're not young anymore,
we're lonely.

We’ve decided to raise him,
if you agree, of course.

-No! I don't agree.
-Do be hasty, Mr. Cărturan.

I say it wouldn't be bad at all.

He'd stay here in the village,
at school, with his friends, his mates.

I won’t lie to you: with him around
our house wouldn't be empty any more.

That is, if he agrees because ...

Are you doing this because
you didn't officiate the memorial?

You're angry and not thinking straight.
It has nothing to do with it.

We'd adopt him, and raise him as a son.

-Mr. Cărturan, don't say anything now ...
-No! I ...

Listen to me. Talk to him, and you'll see.

Think about it.

And we'll talk again. What do you think?

Now let's join them at the table.

Come!

Thank you! Come, sit with me.

-Would you like some wine?
-Yes, a little.

-Let me have some brandy.
-Sure.

That will do.

-God bless!
-God bless!

God bless!