Conversation in a Dramatic Situation

Fuck, for fuck's sake!

Young man.

Fuck, what?

Are you all right?

Huh?

Are you okay?

Huh?

Get up, get up. Are you all right?

Fuck, they're cutting off the oxygen. Wait, Choivara!

Fuck.

What? Say that again, I didn't understand. What?

Huh?

What are you saying?

Me?

Yes. Are you all right?

I think they're saying it.

Who?

Them.

Who are they?

Tiffany, Cartier.

I think you hit your head. I don't know. Let's go to the fountain,

I'll splash a little water on your face like this.

You really don't look well. Come on. Sit down.

Fuck!

Holy shit!

What happened?

Your brother.

Let me wipe you down with a little water.

Do you feel better?

No. Look, he's about to explode.

Who?

Choivari.

Who?

Choivari.

Who's that?

The fucking neighbor downstairs.

Ugh, fuck. What's your name?

I'm Dasha.

Melkon.

Nice to meet you.

You're beautiful.

Thank you.

Listen, maybe we could take a walk, then go

down to the lower floor.

So, do you feel all right?

A little better now.

All right, let's go. Oh, wait.

What?

What the hell?

What? What?

Fuck, why? Not now,

fuck.

What happened? Again?

My blood pressure's fluctuating.

Listen, basically, it looks like your blood pressure dropped.

Come on, I'll make you Turkish coffee at my place, you should

feel better.

Yeah.

Well, you're really not doing very well.

Well, with Choivar, basically, we

don't mind.

With who?

Let's go, yeah, come on.

All right, let's go.