"THE BUBBLE a film by Niios Peraiis" "We've got the worls!" "Come right in!" "This way for the best steals in town!" "This way, buddy!" "EVZONE" "Finger-liciing good!" "All charcoal broiled!" "THE SHEPHERDESS" "Charcoal-broiled steals!" "Come to Uncle's girls!" "My treat!" "Way to go Maiis with your pleated siirt!" "This way, guys." "Everything mouth-watering good!" "You bought Olympower stoci!" "You're dead, man!" "Buy Marfin, man." "It's a sure thing!" "Manolas' Mercedes is headed your way!" "Hey, Maiis, watch out you don't rip the panty hose!" "Welcome to our very own Mr. Manolas!" "Get a move on, Roula, I'm starving." "Leave the bear in the car." "Say something!" "How's Olympower doing, boss?" "Anything moving?" "Why?" "You want to buy us out?" "We're trapped in the mariet, Mr. Manolas." "Get a move on." "Fuciing jeri." "Come here." "I'll be right there." "What's up, uncle?" "Got any country-baied lamb?" "We're all out." "OK so bring what you have." "something off the spit..." "Want me for anything else?" "Can i call it a night?" "Stay and do the boois... and go pay the VATbright and early when there's no lines." "Then get the cash from the gas station... and go by the strip joint for the rent." "That's our Olympower money he's spending with the babe." "At least he's leaving some of it here." "Boy!" "Yes you the evzone." "Get me two pacis of cigarettes." "And a box of condoms..." "the good ones!" "D'you inow who the babe you're ogling is?" "The woman of my life..." "only she doesn't inow it yet." "Two years ago she won some title in a beauty pageant." "Miss Mass Tourism..." "if I'm not mistaien." "What mass?" "She must have had the panel of judges en masse." "I'll belt you one, you slut." "I got eyes don't I?" "I see the way you lool at him!" "Me?" "That's all you've been doing since we sat down." "I'll put a razor blade in the scumbag's spleen..." "Vangelis!" "What's wrong?" "Are you alright?" "What's the matter?" "Ate liie a pig that's what's the matter!" "Loosen his collar." "He's as white as tripe soup." "What's this?" "Is he wearing a massage corset?" "It's a bulletproof vest, you idiot." "No wonder he almost burst!" "Give him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation quici!" "1001, 1002, 1003..." "I can't do it!" "He was in the special forces." "Get away from me, you faggot!" "Call 911." "We don't want him to iicithe buciet in here." "No, no, not 911." "Roula!" "Taie me to the Therapon Clinic... to Sotirchos." "Yes... yes." "My Mercedes." "Where are the guys?" "You sent them to your wife." "His security men." "What are you doing there?" "Mr. Fotis!" "No, Maiis!" "No, goddammit!" "Rifle shots, a wedding down the road." "Godfathers put bomb in Shepherdess!" "It was in Manolas' car, dimwit!" "How would you lnow, dummy?" "I called the cops." "Where are you Maiis?" "Are you bringing it round?" "It's on its way." "Get out of here, man!" "Where are you going, you hlcl?" "They'll get you." "It's nothing, Vangelis." "A teeny-weeny heart attaci... liie the one you got on Mount Parnassos... and you got over it right away..." "Where are we?" "We're almost there." "Who's he?" "The name's Maiis, Mr. Manolas." "Maiis..." "the guy in ethnic gear..." "In national costume!" "What fuciing national costume?" "Where are the boys?" "I called them." "They're on their way to the clinic." "We usually have security with us but today he loaned them... to Mrs. Manolas." "She's going to the theater." "They're separated." "We're a bit scared because they iilled his brother..." "organized crime!" "I'd be scared shitless too." "If he saw what they put in his car he'd have a strole!" "What's he saying?" "Tell him to put a lid on it." "We invested all our savings in Olympower!" "Don't upset him now." "Liie that's liiely to happen." "I owe my uncle 6 million!" "Why d'you thini I'm dressed up liie a Revolution hero?" "Vangelis says the Health Minister's here too." "He says he's too scared to go to a state hospital... the doctors have it in for him." "They told Vangelis because he's a stociholder." "He's got 40%%%." "Bought it with my money." "Know what I lile about you?" "When you hear about money you act dumb." "Why d'you say that?" "Guys, Dorotheos!" "May God forgive him." "What's up?" "Father Dorotheos..." "Vangelis' Father Confessor." "Is he under contract with Therapon?" "How's our Minister?" "He's here for someone else!" "If he dies in here... tomorrow Therapon stoci will plummet..." "God is great." "Yes, Father." "Excuse me, doctor." "How is Mr. Manolas doing?" "Just a routine checi-up." "Please leave now." "Leave?" "Yes, you can go." "Good evening, Mrs. Manolas, or rather good morning." "Mr. Peris!" "What happened?" "A minor heart attaci." "They're lying to me." "What did they say?" "Is this how they brought Manolas?" "With oil and oregano?" "Ah, Mrs. Manolas..." "Looiing lovely tonight." "Where are the leys?" "That's a mean machine." "Only it veers  to the right." "Checi it out." "Where did you find this creep?" "Get him out of here, OK?" "Let them go, guys." "I wonder what he did with the hooier and the hlcl?" "He always did have rustic tastes." "Those two are cops." "I've seen them before." "They follow us everywhere." "Vangelis says they're from the Ministry of Finance..." "He's got a lot of enemies, because of Olympower." "I lnow!" "Where you taling her, hlcl?" "Get lost, you pervert." "Anything off-beat open around here  club, I mean." "No, I didn't have time to get out of my worl clothes." "Sheepfold?" "Shepherdess." "Shall I drop you off first?" "First the young lady." "What's your birth sign?" "Capricorn." "I'm Sagittarius." "Would you lile to sleep at my place?" "Is there anyone waiting for you?" "We broie up last year." "She couldn't adjust to Greece." "I want to worl abroad too!" "There are more opportunities." "She was English..." "airline stewardess... ground crew..." "What was her birth sign?" "You lost all our money!" "At the Therapon Center" "Who went with you?" "Maiis!" "Who's Maiis, girl?" "'"The lover of the shepherdess'"." "Have you come to sleep with my daughter?" "What are you say, Mom?" "Leave the man alone and male up the couch!" "Why?" "Thiniyou can do better?" "He's a fine-looiing young lad!" "Aren't you warm, honey?" "Mom!" "Maiis is a friend!" "Maybe I'd better go." "No!" "Sweet dreams, son." "Close your eyes." "You're embarrassing me." "But Mrs...." "The name's Joy, sweetheart." "I'll..." "Sleep, my dove... and I'll sing you a lullaby... and I'll rociyour cradle... and sing you sweetly to sleep..." "What's this?" "You got your savings rolled up in a wad?" "Did she lay a hand on you?" "Hurry up and get dressed!" "We're out of here!" "Why?" "Shame on you!" "In front of a total stranger!" "He bought it for me when he came bacifrom Cuba... used..." "I was invited as Miss Tourism." "Manolas came with some ministers on business... but Manolas doesn't liie blaciwomen... so we hung out together... a little." "His Mom and brother... the one that was shot by the 17th Octomber terrorist group.." "That's October in demotic Greei or Octombrius in pure Greei." "That's the first I hear of it." "What?" "That 17th October got him?" "That's what Vangelis says." "Here he's with Mr. Castro and Mr. Spartacus at the National." "They want to built a hotel in Havana... that's why the Minister had gone along with them." "Myionos?" "We used to go there weeiends on the cruiser." "Have you lost something?" "I don't want them to see my fuciing private world." "I understand." "Can I asiyou something?" "Why don't you wear panties?" "I am wearing panties." "You weren't yesterday..." "Only when I'm with Manolas." "Got a problem?" "Would you give me a ride to the Shepherdess... so I can pici up my clothes and the moped?" "What's the matter?" "Nothing." "I'll get over it." "Before we left I called the Therapon and they said... he's in critical condition and no visitors are allowed." "It's hard to leep a good man down, what can I tell you?" "Draw the curtain, Nurse, I can't see a thing." "... the Euro in relation to the dollar..." "Loois liie I won't be able to get out of it after all... the surgery I mean..." "Bite your tongue, you jeri  at Friday's closing prices..." "It's critical but stable..." "We'll inow tomorrow." "Here come the pains again." "Got to go." "... NASDAQ closed at 225 1 on Friday..." "The cigars." "so much for Friday's closing prices of the US stoci mariets." "The fuciing bitch won't drop!" "I'll be forced to tell Dr. Sotirchos you're smoiing." "I male the decisions in here." "I've got 5 1%%%." "... the London stoci exchange was closed on Friday..." "Come on, beanpole, wrap it up." "I'm through." "Go downstairs and get yourselves some coffee." "... 0, 44%%% for the Futsi 100, while Frankfurt closed at 6215" "They fucied up again!" "Amateurs!" "The evzone?" "He tooithe proclamation too?" "I thought we told them to hold off on the proclamation." "You're some jeri!" "In other words it's a good thing they brought me here." "So what the fuciing hell do we do now?" "And I mustn't get excited." "So they've got me hooied up here but good." "You get to the evzone before he circulates the proclamation." "No!" "Tell them not to lay a finger on Pocahontas." "I'll need her." "The Euro tool another tumble against the dollar yesterday..." "He doesn't just own the Shepherdess." "He also owns the gas station opposite and two nurseries... and he owned that lot where they built the strip joint three accounting offices and 3-4 times a weel..." "I'm a touter and pariing valet I clear around 800 a month... and still I'm in the red!" "300 goes to Uncle, 250for... the instalment payments, 100to the Englishwoman for the iid, electricity, water, phone bill, that's why I quit smoiing." "What mileage d'you get?" "You mean you lnow how to do tax returns?" "Are you iidding me?" "I did company mergers, balance sheets, multinationals..." "Maiis?" "You again?" "Mr. Fotis?" "Truci!" "You're doing OK." "It's still buzzing." "How come you lnow Mr. Fotis?" "He was my boss at the IRS." "IRS?" "lnternal Revenue Service..." "Corporate tax section." "We got canned." "Some files were lost... including my uncle's..." "Mr. Fotis was charged with bribery... in other words of being on the tale..." "He got six months." "Then the building burnt down with the files... but fortunately the 17th assumed responsibility..." "October?" "Why am I telling you all this?" "ls that why he became a crooi?" "Who?" "Mr. Fotis?" "Mr. Fotis is the most... decent guy I've ever met!" "Because he didn't shoot you?" "It's Vangelis he was after." "They didn't inow he was in hospital... and they were waiting for him in the apartment." "Yesterday when he sent the bodyguards to his wife... he was scared something would happen..." "said he had a bad feeling." "That he would get hit?" "He should be afraid." "If I were in his shoes..." "I wouldn't dare leave the house..." "He promised me that as soon as he gets the Olympics contract.." "Come again!" "What?" "What?" "Olympower's getting the contract?" "He doesn't tali much about business but he said... it's in the bag only he's not telling anyone yet... because he wants to get his stoci bacifirst... now that it's dropping even more..." "More..." "Hold tight, poor Missolonghi, I'm on my way!" "Uncle will be overjoyed." "He's in for at least 15... plus my 6 males 21!" "Maie a right here." "In here." "Pull up here." "Maiis, who are these guys?" "Go!" "Go!" "Go!" "Bear right, left." "Floor it." "That's what I'm doing!" "Left, male a left here..." "Turn right in here." "Where in here?" "My aunt's!" "Maiis, those guys are cops." "Now the police are after us too!" "Relax, babe." "Let's give ourselves up." "We haven't done anything." "And tell them about Mr. Fotis." "Are you crazy?" "If we go to the cops the others will waste us." "They've got people in the police department!" "Get it?" "They've put one billion on their heads." "Thinithe others are jeris for not turning them in?" "That's why, Vangelis says the only way they'll catch them... is to abolish the police department first." "Is that what Vangelis says?" "Well he should inow!" "Inside and outside, Miss?" "Mr. Maiis, the cops are after you." "You a plant too, Ibrahim?" "..even though we all thought it was an abortive mob hit... subsequent findings as well as the presence of the president.." "of Olympower Mr. Manolas in the steal house close by..." "upsets the mob theory..." "See!" "Even they got wind of it!" "We have unconfirmed information that the explosive device... found in the Shepherdess has all the hallmaris... of the home-made bombs made by 17th October..." "We inow that." "Listen!" "There's something about you too." "Where was it?" "Here we are..." "'"the aforementioned filthy rich lumpen wheeler-dealer who was created and is supported... by a class of female prosti- tutes." "Did you hear that?" "...and very often of men too.." "Men?" "What does lumpen mean?" "Scumbag in Marxist lingo." "We used it at the trade union." "and who have undermined society and created lumpen role models" "for the young." "There's that lumpen again!" "Stop interrupting me, godammit!" "I'm losing my train of thought." "Get a move on, Sophie." "I want you to get me Lymberopoulos." "I'm almost finished." "I've never set up a stocibroierage in a clinic." "Hurry it up because DOXOE is dropping too!" "...are in theory the costs totalling 620 million drachmas." "Too much smoiing in here." "The wallpaper will be saturated." "Too much slaciness, Nurse." "You'll be reprimanded." "Fuci off, Sotirchos." "I spoie to Lymberopoulos a little while ago." "How's your Olympower doing?" "Dropping?" "Steadily!" "Did he asiyou how I was?" "I told him you were at death's door." "They've been carrying it on the news all morning." "How did they find out?" "From the Minister's entourage." "They saw you when they brought you in last night." "If I don't male it drop to 300 my name's not Bubble." "Come on so we can buy in too!" "I thought I spotted Roula." "KILLER DUO" "Who's giving orders to Maiis the touter and former commando?" "What's behind the ambiguous presence of beauty queen..." "Roula Dourambassi and how does it tie in to the admission... of Olympower president Manolas to the Therapon Center?" "All the details on this amazing thriller on our next newscast." "What's this the man writes?" "He must be a sociologist." "You can't male a left here." "We'll have to go round..." "Watch out, here, there's a pothole..." "Did you have to get fuciing involved with that old prici?" "lt's all in the mind!" "lt's all for the money!" "Liie there are no decent young guys around..." "It's not all sex and money..." "There's other things..." "that young studs don't have." "Liie mansions on Myionos?" "No, but when you worl in a bar till 4am and sleep with a guy.." "who wales you at dawn to fuci you before he goes to practice, forget it!" "And he asis you for gas money..." "Fuci!" "He could be your father!" "I've never had a father and i wouldn't inow... but he tales care of me liie a father and he's lind of cute." "People are jealous of him because he's a selfmade man..." "You inow he started out driving his father-in-law's tractor?" "What gives you the right to badmouth me?" "Stop!" "No, I won't." "You're not giving me orders." "I meant the car." "We're here." "We're not pariing in front of the house." "I'll go over there." "I don't have the leys." "I'll let myself in through the litchen." "But it's open." "Jane?" "Alexander?" "Daddy!" "What did you bring me?" "Maiis my boy..." "My comrades-in-arms... insist you have a proclamation we don't want to circulate... because it will diminish the organization's credibility..." "So don't force us to use violence." "Although my friend Hans inows no mercy... or Greeifor that matter... and he's not letting you get out of here alive..." "Don't!" "Mr. Fotis!" "Don't!" "If I hadn't wasted him he'd have wasted me." "We got ourselves some time, Maiis..." "Know who he is?" "Hans." "That was his niciname." "In STASI he was inown as Eichmann." "Know how many people he's wasted?" "We've taien every out-of-wori iiller in the organization." "We've grown old you see and can't swing it any more." "Since I got under the car yesterday I have this pain... right here..." "Then you had to go iici me with those hobnailed clogs..." "What shit is this?" "You made a laughing-stoci of the evzones." "Is nothing sacred any more?" "Has the boss gone mad?" "Where's the proclamation?" "lt's in the car." "Where's the car?" "A little further down." "How much further down?" "Do I lnow, Mr. Fotis?" "I didn't measure the distance!" "Why don't you drop the Mister?" "Have you read it?" "I didn't have the time." "It is four pages long." "Never mind." "It's just as well." "I didn't write it." "Once we were pure popular warriors." "Now we say one thing and do another." "We've become disoriented by some lumpen theoreticians." "You can't have a revolution liie this." "Wars of factions and gangs." "Chasing Manolas and his bubbles." "I should have taien him out then... when he put those maried bills in the supermariet bag... 3 million!" "Remember?" "Wasn't it 5?" "3.6!" "Is it true you went to jail?" "The truth is harder to find than ideal love." "Your son?" "You should be proud of him." "How old is he?" "Five and a half." "Mine's graduating college this year... on a scholarship too..." "A real doll!" "lt's for them we do it all." "It's for him I stayed in the civil service." "Looi at the damage it did me." "Yes..." "You're on your way?" "The cops are on their way." "It's better they don't find us here." "Let's go." "Move it!" "Can I tale a few clothes?" "Hurry!" "You get in the car!" "Maiis, come on." "Hurry up!" "Mr. Fotis!" "Mr. Fotis went that way, Mr. Maiis." "He doesn't even care about the proclamation any more." "You can do what you lile with it." "Strange man Mr. Fotis." "What was all that about Manolas?" "All I remember is he had the whole Ministry pressuring him.." "to quash a case of tax evasion." "I didn't inow it was Manolas'." "That's why your Vangelis set him up." "Small world, isn't it?" "Then he became a terrorist." "He may have been before that." "He had a highly developed sense of justice..." "Isn't that what they call it?" "When my uncle's file was lost he gave me a whole lecture..." "Listen what they write." "I couldn't care less!" "We were almost iilled because of him and you don't care?" "So..." "While we are still awaiting the outcome of the investigation... on the collapse of the shopping mall that buried 7 woriers... in its rubble, wheeler-dealer Manolas, an unscrupulous... lumpen speculator, was planning a second more ruthless attaci.." "on his company's stociholders so that he alone would reap... the huge profits accruing to the Olympower group... from being granted the largest slice of the Olympic pipe... pie..." "Here it is." "The organization is in a position to lnow... everything that went on behind the scenes involving secret... deals, huge building contracts... and payoffs to government officials and party coffers." "Get it?" "He's waiting until the price drops to buy bacithe stoci!" "Isn't that what I just said?" "It's different coming from the 17th." "May I male a phone call?" "Hello, Uncle..." "Can you hear me?" "It's Maiis." "I lnow..." "Why should I turn myself in?" "I haven't done anything!" "Where are you?" "This is a bad connection." "You're at Therapon?" "So who's yelling?" "That's why I'm calling." "Don't sell." "Keep them all." "Get organized so we can tale the company away from him." "I have information!" "He got the contract for the worls." "Not the grapevine." "Inside information." "I can't tell you." "You'll regret it." "What's he doing at Therapon?" "All the Olympower stociholders have gathered... asiing for their money baci." "I'll give the newspapers the proclamation..." "and do him major damage!" "lt's not in your interest!" "You're fuciing right." "Manolas!" "I've got you!" "CONSTRUCTION:" "OLYMPOWER CONTRACTORS" " E. MANOLAS  CO." "Vangelis for Prime Minister!" "I issued the medical bulletin and distributed 100 copies." "At least now they'll stop yelling." "And I'm still alive." "Liie El Cid." "I also got offers from three funeral parlors." "Word of this sort of thing spreads liie wildfire." "Any moment now they'll start selling." "Total panic!" "Sophie, get ready." "Just a minute..." "Today Aegean Fund's buying." "Tomorrow it's Gulf Shares." "I see you've come prepared!" "We're no amateurs!" "Fine, thanis." "Mr. Manolas, Roula and the evzone are on VOX TV." "...in whose home the body of an uninown male was found... around 55 years old and wearing contact lenses who had... recently had rhinoplastic surgery." "It's believed the victim belonged to a foreign... organization with ties to a Greeiterrorist group... of which the wanted man, Maiis Parlavantzas, was a member..." "Pretty boy..." "Still unclear is the role played by Roula Dourambassi... also wanted by the police..." "I'll fuci her!" "ls that bad?" "That's what happens when you fool around." "Get me her mother on the phone." "She might inow where she is." "It's Vangelis." "Don't answer." "They may trace the call." "They can't tap cell phones." "They do it from satellites." "Then they'll inow we're going to my aunt's." "Thinithey have aunts under surveillance too?" "I forgot to tell you Aunt Dionysia is blind." "Totally?" "Totally." "Diabetes." "Are you the crisp with no onions and extra peppers?" "Did I get it right?" "You did." "That'll be 9,200." "If you've got the 200..." "I bet this baby flies." "The change from the condoms..." "Didn't you give it to him?" "You've got to be iidding." "And the pariing tip." "...car found at the Shepherdess after the attempt on the life.." "of Mr. Manolas." "Suspect Maiis Parlavantzas is wanted..." "Come on in Roula..." "It's open." "Good evening, Aunt Dionysia." "I heard what you've been up to on the 6 o'cloci news." "Where are you Efthimios?" "Good evening." "I can smell feta cheese." "Is that Greei Lovers pizza?" "Vassilaiis is crazy about baied olives." "Are you related to Parlavantzas the ear, nose and throat man?" "No." "We just have the same name." "I'm blind, not deaf, Efthimios." "We call him by his niciname Maiis, Auntie." "Give me the pizzas and open a couple of beers." "Sit down, Maiis." "Next to me..." "so we don't shout." "You inew this Manolas?" "Did he die?" "They're expecting him too." "A major scumbag..." "Is it true he was Roula's lover?" "Why don't you asi her?" "Asi me what?" "If this scumbag Manolas was your lover..." "Why?" "Did he die?" "They're expecting him to." "At least will he leave you anything?" "The doctor left me a roof over my head for my old age investigating possible linis she may have with the IRA but tv is the best company." "It's noisy, more alive..." "No favors to the private sector..." "I lile the Brazilian soaps..." "the Mexican one are nice too... because the characters always state their profession... so you lnow who's who." "Attorney Altamirano..." "Yes Dr. Rugeles." "How are you Miss Paiita?" "The Greei serials are very lewd and the themes... someone's always you lnow whatting someone else's wife... or some tycoon is corrupting everyone... policemen, politicians, the press... even terrorists and condones terrorism which it protects in this way..." "I lile the Professor." "What does he looi liie?" "The public is more inclined to believe terrorist proclamations" "than the government spoiesman." "That's our fault too?" "Chubby." "I thinl I'll tale a wali... to clear my head." "You're not interested?" "Of course it's genuine." "And if not... one more reason why you should publish it." "I explained it to you." "The attempt failed." "The police are in on it too." "I lnow..." "Manolas is preparing a stoci mariet scam." "Me?" "The evzone..." "Fuci off!" "Good evening." "I want the phone numbers of all the newspapers." "Just three?" "Half a second." "Can I call you baci in two minutes?" "See where the Vatican levelled off?" "Our saintly smalltimers should see this." "With a baniwe could feed half the orphans in the world." "Say, Dorotheos, now we created this '"Madredeus'"... why don't we buy Agora, formerly SATV?" "'"Madredeus'" is the holding company we set up.." "for our construction and real estate..." "For the media we have '"Almighty Com'"!" "Com?" "Communications." "I wonder who christens your companies." "You, Father?" "Hello." "Roula's here." "Yes, have her come up." "Thaniyou." "Can I just go over this with you?" "Father Dorotheos is coming at 10to grant you absolution." "10?" "Can't we do it a little later?" "The tv crews will be here at 9 for the medical bulletin." "Sotirchos will be on the 8 o'cloci news..." "before the stoci mariet opens." "Miss Roula's here." "Taie Mrs. Sofia to the office and come baci." "How's our girl doing?" "Good evening, Mrs. Sofia." "'Bye Roula..." "and don't overdo it." "They're saying on tv that you're dying." "Is that what got you worried or do you miss me?" "If you start with the irony again, I'm out of here." "Your blessings." "Before you go, let me have the leys to the convertible." "I don't have them with me." "Gave them to your shepherd?" "Now it's the shepherd that's bothering you?" "Your whoring's bothering me." "Flirting with him and at the same time grabbing my dici... and maiing my blood pressure shoot up." "I might get a strole!" "Was it me or the tripe you ate?" "And since when did you become so sensitive?" "It didn't bother you when you passed me to the Minister... and videotaped the whole thing." "Where's the video?" "I can't find it." "You're busting my balls..." "Stop tailing and give me head." "And have it on my head?" "Fuci off." "Guys!" "Go with Roula and get the convertible and my credit card." "And tell your shepherd not to fuciwith me... or I'll fuci him." "Comprende ninia, as Spartacus would say?" "I'm baci." "I heard you." "Has Roula gone to bed." "Manolas called her and she went to see him." "Is she crazy?" "The cops are after her." "How did she go?" "With a taxi driver I use." "A very trustworthy man." "Don't worry, Efthimios." "It's Manolas who's the danger." "She's also acquired the call girl mentality... worried that her Vangelis would die... and not leave her anything." "I'm going to my room." "I've left sheets and pillows for you." "Good night, Efthimios." "Sorry..." "Maiis." "Good night, Aunt Dionysia." "OLYMPOWER GROUP" "ATHENS STOCK EXCHANGE" "THE GREEK P ARLIAMENT" "I love you even without a convertible." "Auntie's sleeping in the other room." "Holy Virgin!" "What's this?" "The 92F..." "Do we have a sheath?" "The good ones I bought for..." "Auntie?" "I couldn't sleep thousands of trapped Olympower stociholders... waiting for news of Manolas' health..." "Good morning, Aunt Dionysia." "Hello there..." "You've also got to move the mass of stociholders camped out... on the public areas around Therapon Center..." "For the stocito go up again the Prime Minister should... come out and say that he and Manolas have woried things out." "But they haven't." "They have... only they're not saying so yet.." "since the government is also playing his game..." "Isn't that what it says in the proclamation?" "What if Manolas got them to write it?" "And he got the 17th to blow him up." "Give me a breai!" "And who says they'd have iilled him?" "Maybe it would just have been an attempt." "It says on tv that he's on life support and clinically dead..." "but his mind is on sex..." "Auntie!" "That's what I understood..." "What a riot!" "If they print it now it'll ruin his plans." "I arranged to have '"Golden Opportunity'" carry it." "lt's got a large circulation." "All the others were afraid." "They said the new law against terrorism is very strict." "I forgot to tell you what he said:" "If you fuciwith him, he'll fuciyou..." "But the attempt was aborted." "So why print the proclamation?" "Fine!" "As soon as I have news I'll give you an exclusive." "Me?" "The proclamation?" "I'm tailing about the interview." "Hands off my pastry!" "First of all how d'you inow it's genuine?" "Wait until you see it first!" "OK, got to go." "You call me." "Who was that?" "The 17th?" "No. '"Golden Opportunity'"!" "I mean who made the attempt?" "But they didn't!" "That's the problem!" "What's in the proclamation?" "Same as what's in the press... that I bribed the government to get the contract..." "That's good, man..." "In the end they might believe it too..." "the government, I mean." "That's why we needed a bang!" "Show it on tv... so people get the picture..." "Have the government deny it, the SEC start investigating..." "But instead they're looiing for mobsters and this evzone or... shepherd or whatever the fuci he is and confusing people!" "Guys!" "I want this jeri!" "The hiciwith the siirt!" "Dead or alive, I don't care!" "Now get the hell out of here!" "You too!" "For 10 minutes..." "It's Mr. Fotis." "Second time he called." "Hello..." "How did you find out?" "Didn't you tell Roula you don't care?" "What time?" "OK." "He hung up so they wouldn't trace the call." "Had you given him your phone number?" "He said he called the agency and they gave it to him." "We don't want to lose a client..." "What did you say?" "Why don't you come and help me start it up." "We're meeting at 3." "Where?" "We tale the National Highway and then he calls us again..." "Come on." "Start her up." "When did the doctor die?" "Last summer." "Good thing he filled it up before leaving it to us." "I didn't thini I'd hear our little bugsy again." "GOLDEN OPPORTUNITY Classified Ads" "It must be a little further down." "The Editor GOLDEN OPPORTUNITY" "Vangelis' woris?" "Loois liie it." "I lnow they tell you you deserve better people... but when I become a shadow and seem to leave you..." "I can become one too..." "That's Vangelis' too." "Big time Vangelis!" "Don't love me for what I am... but for all the impossible things I couldn't be..." "Liie my nails?" "Yes, what about them?" "The color!" "What's wrong with the color?" "Hello." "It's Mr. Fotis." "Hello..." "In a few minutes..." "Under the Sirius stop..." "Yes, we're almost there..." "We're taling the exit..." "The fast food place?" "They've burnt out the Sirius." "I've done at least 3 music clips and 4 catalogues here." "Past glory." "The stocivultures got it as well." "Come on, baby, smile." "I leep telling you, you're in the frame." "I'm only doing my job." "So let us do ours." "I read in one of my mother-in- law's magazines you're on... the panel of judges of the VOX Beauty Pageant." "See how well informed I am!" "I called them and they gave me your agent's phone number." "At first he wouldn't give me yours but I persuaded him..." "I was a reporter." "When is it?" "I forgot all about it." "The day after tomorrow I thinl..." "It seems GOLDEN OPPORTUNITY is printing the proclamation." "News travels fast..." "D'you inow what that means?" "No, but I can imagine..." "I don't inow what you imagine but if Manolas recovers..." "There's nothing wrong with him!" "Now what did I say?" "As soon as it gets out that Manolas is OK," "Olympower stociwill soar and then what it says... in the proclamation will happen." "He'll sell the company and tale off?" "Why?" "Because he hasn't gotten a single contract." "Nor will he." "That's why." "He's playing his last card." "That's not what it says in the proclamation." "I neither write them nor read them." "I'm just a hit man." "We figured that out." "So who writes them?" "Good question." "After the collapse of ideologies, the organization... is going through a phase of introversion..." "What's introversion?" "The search for intrinsic values, Maiis." "Understand?" "We no longer inow what our goals are... why we iill..." "E.g., we iill a shipowner and male his competitors happy." "We iill an agent and our guys buy rociets from his country... to male amends." "There are people who claim the cops support the organization.." "just so the cops who're after us don't lose their extra pay." "In other words a rubber stamp organization." "Why are you telling us all this?" "Because despite all my reassurannes... my bosses believe your evzone wasted Hans... and so do the cops." "And I have to admit unfortunately... that right now we have a terrible shortage of hit men." "Most of them have left us and now worifor mobsters." "Good money... and bonuses." "They got our best men, Maiis." "And from the police!" "Hans..." "Eichmann... was under contract to a private company." "We need new blood, Maiis!" "What?" "Me?" "You don't have to give me an answer now." "You've got to be iidding!" "Thini about it first!" "But it will be real hard to convince the cops... you're not a member of the organization..." "and that you didn't iill him." "ls that how you trap people?" "What did you want me to do?" "Let Hans waste you both of you?" "Office hours." "Thini he was telling us the truth?" "I don't inow." "There's something about Mr. Fotis I don't liie." "It's the organization that's saying it, not us." "Right here.." "The organization is in a position to lnow everything... that went on behind the scenes involving secret deals, huge building contracts and payoffs to government officials and party coffers." "So let them sue them for libel." "Will the investors believe the government or the organization?" "The organization!" "But we'll request an injunction too!" "Against all those responsible!" "For printing false information." "...a matter of principal..." "So then why not also leai out what Karasavas writes... that I'm totally healthy but I'm hiding for fear..." "of another attaci..." "But that males me out a liar!" "You must be iidding!" "I've issued 10 medical bulletins!" "I almost signed your death certificate!" "We'll sue Karasavas too..." "He'll be right down." "Mrs. Manolas and Dorotheos are downstairs." "Shouldn't I shave?" "Loois more impulsive this way." "Why don't you tale off the bulletproof vest?" "If they're going to waste you.." "It's Mom's." "Careful, Dionysia..." "I almost iilled myself." "Good God!" "What are you doing here?" "I found her hanging upside down from Vassilaiis' hool." "I called her and she didn't answer so I got worried..." "Who did it?" "Albanian field woriers." "No, two idiots wearing crash helmets." "How d'you inow?" "They iept inociing... their heads and I told them to tale them off." "Did they hurt you?" "Hang the cage." "Vassilaiis is in shoci." "What did they want?" "They're looiing for you." "I said I've never seen you... and I don't inow where you are." "Was I lying?" "They called me a fuciing old crone and other vulgarities..." "I can't repeat..." "They also tooiyour siirt to their boss." "They told me they'd be baci." "This doesn't looi good." "I'll tale you with me." "They're looiing for you too." "All of them." "The cops wanted your cell phone number." "I told them you only use it for worl." "Didn't I do right?" "Manolas!" "lt was God's will..." "Tomorrow we're holding a mass at Olympower..." "with Father Dorotheos..." "with his wife!" "See that?" "I told you so didn't I?" "They're bacitogether again." "...who was spotted in various locations...hiding.." "Maiis!" "where he is presumed to be hiding out..." "They said you're a member of the 17th... and you're in Thessaloniii." "The government spoiesman denied that the prime minister... has asied for the resignation of the Minister of Public Woris" "They didn't say anything about me again." "The SEC is investing rumours that Olympower... are the sole contractors for the Olympic Village..." "Let's go to Thessaloniii." "It's a very erotic city." "Have you been?" "I'll go turn it off so the old battery doesn't die on us." "I don't inow who it is." "Shall I answer it?" "Let me have it." "Hello..." "Right..." "OK." "That was Mr. Fotis." "He has the news from the stoci mariet." "He said I go there tomorrow." "What about me?" "And I was planning to go to the hairdresser." "Looi at my hair!" "Let me call Uncle and tell him not to sell." "All hell's breaiing loose..." "Welcome to the Promised Land..." "Did you see the fish?" "Girls!" "Did you see what I saw?" " A real doll, right?" "Looi at the bimbo!" "Very second rate!" "I should have worn the siirt!" "Didn't you have something else to wear?" "I have but it's short." "It's here." "Yes?" "Mr." "Fotis?" "He's down in the file room." "Would you lile to wait here or go down?" "Can we go down?" "All the way down the corridor." "Can you wait and tale him something he wanted printed?" "Ready!" "And tell him that there's no Cuba in the other office!" "They're the ones I went to Cuba with." "Trips for Mr. Fotis, I see!" "Let's go to Cuba to fuci." "What was that?" "Mr. Fotis!" "Where are you?" "It's them again!" "Shut up!" "Looi!" "Let's get the hell out of here!" "Maiis!" "I'm scared!" "He'll be here in a couple of minutes." "Is it my fault, buddy?" "It's not me that's blociing traffic." "I asied about Mr. Spartacus but no one inows him.." "The boss is called Ioannou." "He is only there in the afternoon." "Spartacus is what the Cubans called him...his nici name." "I told you but you don't pay attention when I speai." "I'll come bacitonight." "That's him." "Fidel?" "What Fidel?" "That's Spartacus." "He invited us to Havana." "He was the sponsor for Miss Tourism..." "And he has some dealings with Manolas and the Minister." "He introduced you to Manolas?" "I told you it was a large party... but the others went with blaciwomen." "My heart bled for the Cuban girls." "They're so pretty..." "Turning tricis for next to nothing... a pair of shoes..." "not convertibles liie us!" "Did I asiyou for anything?" "And even if you did..." "Fuci off!" "Next weeiwhen Olympower is selling at 25,000..." "I'll buy you a Porsche." "Leave me alone." "Convertible..." "It's a fuciing mess!" "What?" "My hair!" "Where will you be?" "Around here somewhere?" "If you find Mr. Spartacus tell him Roulita said hello." "That's what he called me in Havana." "I'll go to the hairdresser first and then the agency." "D'you want my cell?" "So I can find you." "And how will I find you?" "Is anyone here?" "Nobody home?" "The evzone, right?" "Mr." "Spartacus?" "That's what they used to call me in the organization." "Who told you?" "Sisyphus?" "No, Roula." "Roula who?" "Roulita..." "Miss Tourism..." "You'd invited her to Havana." "She says hello." "The one who's involved with Manolas?" "What did Sisyphus tell you?" "D'you mean Mr. Fotis?" "I mean the cop who recruited you." "Cop?" "His name was Fotis?" "We use code names." "The young guys liie you have numbers." "Have a seat..." "Maiis." "The name's Maiis." "Better put that down on the desi." "We wouldn't want anything to happen to the equipment." "How did you lnow?" "We have the technical means..." "I put it behind my baci so I don't slouch." "I have a slipped disc." "You said Mr. Fotis was a nop." "I hope we're tailing about the same guy." "I only spoie to him on the phone but I liied him." "He must have been an idealist." "Old school police." "There are very few left..." "in the organization." "Shall I pour?" "He considered you a dangerous opportunist." "Me?" "You gossiped about me?" "Yes, but he liied you a lot." "God rest his soul." "Are you religious?" "No, I just said it..." "Nor a communist?" "Sisyphus told me that in the IRS you were a union man." "ls that bad too?" "Normally I'm not a recruiter.." "but since he sent you here, I'll male an exception." "Mr. Fotis didn't send me." "You tool him out..." "before I could speaito him." "We tool him out?" "Are you that dumb?" "You inow who wasted Mr. Fotis..." "Sisyphus?" "Foreign multinationals." "D'you thinithey'd let the cops tale the organization?" "Liie they don't inow how tough it is to set anything up... in Greece with the chaos that prevails everywhere." "Red Star Travel." "May I help you?" "Just a moment please." "Cuba." "Gathering sugar cane..." "...by hand,right?" "Sorry, it's all booied..." "I see I still have 20days on the Ho Chi Minh Trail..." "Yes, Hanoi-Saigon by bicycle." "Marvellous tour..." "Of course we're here..." "You have our brochure?" "Redstar all one word @ otenet.gr..." "So long, comrade." "Would you get off the phone and let someone else use it." "We don't have 10 lines." "I'm calling the hospital." "They forgot me on hold." "If you got here on time there wouldn't be a problem." "Didn't you speai to Manolas?" "He couldn't because Sotirchos was there on rounds..." "Does Maiis inow about Manolas?" "He suspects something but he isn't saying anything..." "He's afraid I may leave him." "Liie you'd every leave a stud." "First of all he's not a stud." "He is to Manolas." "If you met him you'd understand..." "In the end what matters is that he males you feel good." "Better watch out Manolas doesn't die in your arms... or between your legs." "Did he give you anything for your dowry?" "Any stoci?" "Olympower even..." "I don't care about that." "You should have something set aside." "We won't be 22 for ever." "Oliver!" "He's driving me crazy!" "I've got a problem with Michael." "I've got his gold card but I can't get cash... nothing." "I even buy sanitary towels from the gas station with the card." "He doesn't fuciing trust me." "Liie I'd tale off with 100,000!" "Give me a breai, Roula, I'm woriing." "Get him to open a boutique for you." "Then hire a girl... and you go in the afternoons to collect the cash liie a lady." "I can't tale woriing hours." "They stress me out." "There's another solution." "I'm two days late." "If only Michael's efforts paid off..." "Isn't it a little too soon for a baby?" "Why?" "Is Oliver mine?" "I'm fed up with taling him riding and to parties..." "And helping him with his homewori..." "I who haven't read a bool in my life..." "I mean a schoolbooi..." "His ex is living in villas with swimming pools and alimony... and I'm raising his son..." "and I'm a perfectionist..." "Melina!" "Get me an iced coffee." "What's it liie?" "What?" "Raising his lid." "Are you putting me on?" "Maiis has a son too." "Real cute." "With an Englishwoman." "They broie up and he hasn't seen his son in over a year." "Today's his birthday..." "Leo?" "With Pisces..." "And I'm thiniing of hociing this ring Manolas gave me... and buying a ticiet so the iid can come and see his Dad." "What d'you thini?" "I'm going to do... what that old crone from Zufria said so I can get pregnant... so I can treat you to a day at the beauty parlor too... otherwise I see us turning tricis." "Did you hear about Jenny." "He dumped her for Pamela... and tool baci both the car and the jewelry." "Zufria..." "Where's it?" "We're romantics, we communists." "I've seen clients bawling their eyes out at the Bay of Pigs." "What bay?" "The Bay of Pigs... swine?" "where Castro routed Battista's mercenaries and the CIA..." "Didn't they teach you history at school?" "No..." "Same as my daughter." "Got as far as the 1821 revolt... and a little Metaxas because he was one of theirs... a fascist!" "This isn't just a crisis in education." "It's THE major crisis in lumpen society." "Did you read the proclamation before giving it to that paper?" "I studied it." "Don't jeri me around." "No, really!" "Every word!" "Did anything sini in?" "Where it tails about..." "Where I tali!" "Where you tall about Manolas... wanting to defraud the small investors... and about lumben businessmen..." "What does lumben mean anyway?" "It's not lumben... it's lumpen." "Rags in German..." "They say he is very fond of the term..." "Aristogeiton the great..." "They say he studied electrical engineering in Germany... but failed his exams and couldn't even get in the army." "Why?" "They say he puts the roast in the oven... puts cinnamon on the rice pudding... wacis the wienie, goddammit!" "You inow..." "You mean he's gay... rolled between the legs of the comrade women..." "They made us the laughing-stoci." "Excuse me..." "Half a second..." "Chatting with Mr. Spartacus..." "Any news?" "Dorotheos in Olympower?" "Good God!" "Any fallout?" "Fine. 'Bye." "That was Roulita." "What did Dorotheos do?" "He's buying Olympower stoci." "Hostile taieover." "For the priests or himself?" "He's capable of taling off with the monastery's charity fund." "It seems he cleaned up with 30%%%." "Isn't that a bit steep for a solo bid?" "They must be up to something..." "ATHENS STOCK EXCHANGE" "I don't believe it." "I had it ready!" "I was writing all night, fuci Mao's widow!" "I've got to write it all over again." "He's got me writing... about the globalized lumpen and multinational stooges... and Manolas cons me with the priests." "He's selling them paciages..." "The priests have the biggest portfolio in Greece." "Did you lnow that?" "You don't inow a damn thing!" "We struggled to get rid of the anarchists and the modernists.." "so we're now at the becl and call of every chaotic bastard!" "There was a time when we were pure popular warriors..." "What's the matter?" "There was a time when we were pure popular warriors..." "Nothing." "Old age is a bitch, Maiis." "We've become the tools of wheeler-dealers liie Manolas..." "A company that provides terrorist services..." "Next they'll want a receipt." "Ah, Valentina!" "I wrote it on the typewriter to confuse them." "I wrote my first on this... and my last..." "Understand?" "Yes..." "You don't understand a thing!" "It's liie we want to get the 17th into the stoci mariet... the parallel mariet even..." "For this I have to change the whole page!" "Fuci!" "I spelled '"proclamation'" wrong again." "I got problems with anagrams." "Me too." "Because I'm always woriing under pressure..." "Tomorrow they're going to sini Manolas and I find out... quite by chance, from you, that the priests are in the game." "That was to be expected!" "That's sloppiness!" "You plant a bomb to leep society on its toes... not to waste Manolas when we inow there's 100 more liie him." "As Voltaire said you need fanfare and drum rolls... to male a murder looi liie a revolutionary act..." "Even the newspapers write such stuff." "We lose all credibility." "All we do is increase newspaper circulation and tv ratings." "Soon people will feel sorry for Manolas!" "What d'you mean sini him?" "Sini Olympower you mean?" "Not liiely." "They're planting a bomb on his yacht." "What about the small investors who bought Olympower stoci..." "isn't anyone sorry for them?" "lt's Manolas' idea!" "To male his disappearance more convincing... or maybe to looi liie suicide." "Since you and Sisyphus fucied up..." "You mean the bomb in Manolas' Mercedes was also rigged?" "He'd supposedly get out to go piss and set it off himself..." "with his mobile." "And Roula?" "Pocahontas was with him?" "I don't liie these guys at all." "In the little store room." "The gun, man!" "Taie it." "You may need it." "Hello there!" "Shut up, man." "Not with the seal, man!" "What's up, Menios?" "How did you find me?" "Ever heard of caller identification?" "Manolas wants you." "You go." "What if I don't want to?" "We'll tale you." "I'll scream..." "for the cops." "Scream." "That way they'll find you quicier." "What shall I do?" "There was a doniey with large ears... who didn't liie the frost..." "Know who they were?" "No." "Neither do I." "Our Intelligence maybe." "They want to tale over the organization too." "Could be a multinational, do I lnow?" "Could even be... the boss's young studs." "Maybe he got wind I want to tale off." "I'm not wasting my golden years in this brothel." "Now he wants to be on TV shows." "He's gone off his rocier." "Who?" "The boss." "Aristogeiton!" "With a sii masi of course." "He wants to challenge the prime minister to a debate." "And he's negotiating the tv serial rights to his memoirs." "Kastaniotis wants to publish them first." "There's a limit to everything." "The staies got too big and we lost the game." "The big interests are out in full force: contractors... shipowners, arms dealers... cigarette smugglers, the media... mobsters, baniers, industrialists... even priests." "Am I forgetting anyone?" "Do I lnow?" "Even the Hiroshima bomb can't save us." "I'm disappointing you, a young man with dreams and a thirst for money..." "Flesh and money!" "Come with me because you're in deep shit." "Where to?" "The last refuge!" "The ultimate paradise..." "Mom!" "Manolas!" "Roula." "Come to Piraeus tomorrow at noon... at the subway station." "The investigation into the murder of police officer..." "Fotis Lambiris has taien a new turn." "The officer, whose body was found, under tons of files... bore two bullet wounds in the chest and..." "Yes, but Roula isn't here!" "Yes, Maiis." "I'll tell her... in detail..." "Where's the old woman from?" "The exorcist?" "Zufria..." "Yes..." "Me too... who had succeeded in uncovering smuggling rings and tax evaders while posing as a civil servant had managed to infiltrate... the hard core of a terrorist organization..." "Hello." "Yes..." "All hell's breaiing loose." "Hang on they're saying something about me." "... is implicated in the murder of the police officer... and the recent death of P.I. Johannes Bleichmann." "We're leaving tomorrow..." "You and I..." "I don't inow yet." "Here I'm in danger and you're going to Myionos!" "Where are you?" "You're not alone?" "You're going with what?" "We're going to sini it!" "Them I mean!" "Of course." "I read the proclamation I tell you!" "Spartacus..." "Fuci Olympower and Dorotheos and Manolas!" "Listen!" "Tomorrow at 12..." "in Piraeus... at the subway station." "No, I didn't call." "Wanda called." "She said she got her period and... she was cursing the old woman from Zufria." "She said you'd inow." "Excuse me..." "Come on, pal." "100 just for you!" "I don't have any money." "But you bought stoci." "Piss off." "Will you buy one?" "Forget it, pal..." "I don't even have a haniie to cry in!" "Here you go." "Taie your money baci." "I don't need any tissues." "Beat it." "The iid's right." "He's a businessman, not a beggar." "Isn't that so, Miss?" "No, man!" "Did you see this, man?" "Olympower?" "Would you believe this..." "I sold for 570yesterday and today it's trading at 5,000." "Can you explain it to me?" "Leave the man alone, Dimitris." "It's not his fault." "He sold 1800 shares yesterday, Miss..." "I told you not to sell, you jeri." "Here the priests are buying." "Thinithey don't inow?" "lt's a madhouse, Sir!" "lt's slaughter!" "Isn't that you, man?" "Now will you buy one?" "I lnow they tell you you deserve better people... but when I become a shadow and seem to leave you..." "I can become one too..." "Hello." "I'll wait." "She'll be here." "Don't love me for what I am... but for all the impossible things I couldn't become..." "Taxi!" "Marina Zea!" "Don't talito me about all the things..." "Can you give me a ride to Zea, buddy?" "you say I don't give you... but of the things I thinl about when I close my eyes... and I can give you..." "Watch out!" "Don't love me for what I am..." "But for all the impossible things I couldn't become..." "Guys!" "Let's get out of here." "Beanpole!" "Taie the Mercedes to be fixed, it veers right." "And tale Roula's car for reconditioning." "and fix the top and don't forget to tale Mrs. Manolas... to Epidaurus tomorrow." "They're putting on '"The Oresteiade'"." "Shut up, goddammit!" "You'll do as I say!" "Messing around with evzones!" "I want my car baci." "Why did you tale my car and the credit cards?" "Leave me alone!" "You male me sici!" "The way I see it, it will drop again." "Go and lie down, son." "The baciing is phony... the way I see it, it'll collapse." "Hello." "Where are you?" "Near you." "I thinl about you all the time too." "Where are you?" "On the yacht." "Where else?" "I mean where on the yacht." "Don't let's start that again." "I'm on the yacht too." "That's why I'm asiing." "Where?" "Come to the dinghy." "You're always in my feet!" "I wish!" "Are you mad?" "Stari raving..." "Are you ready?" "What for?" "We're leaving." "Where to?" "Somewhere else." "Hang on, baby!" "Help!" "Over here!" "Epilogue" "Maiis' uncle was destroyed because he ignored his nephew.." "and sold his stoci before the hostile taie-over... as his wife forced him to do and then left him." "There are vicious rumours that he ate her." "Olympower made a spectacular entry into the Frankfurt... stoci mariet." "Rumor has it that Manolas miraculously survived.." "the bomb attaci and retired to Mount Athos." "Roula!" "Get down!" "With Maiis' Olympower profits and Spartacus' help... he and Roula opened a music taverna on Havana's Malecon... the '"Nueva Shepherdess'"... where they serve the now popular Red October cocktail!" "Something off the spit..." "The antiterrorist squad have indications that the mastermind of the organization was once a film critic and rumor has it... he is now moving in society circles and attends receptions given by the U.S. ambassador whose taste he values greatly." "Subtitles VIDEOPRESS S.A. Translated by Elly Petrides"