:17:03
You know, getting rid of things
makes me feel somehow happier,
:17:09
-somehow better...
-But I don't have a shirt left!
:17:14
Swim trunks!
:17:16
-Trunks with nice pockets.
-What do you mean trunks?
:17:22
For swimming, what do you think?
We're not going anywhere anyway.
:17:27
Shorts you can change into...
I can see you like clothes...
:17:31
-Mom...
-Take it before I drop it.
:17:36
My mom...
:17:38
Sorry,
you remind me of my mom...
:17:42
She had eyes like yours,
my mom...
:17:49
-Your wife is pure gold.
-That she is.
:17:53
Here's something extra from me.
:18:01
You don't like it.
They sell like hotcakes.
:18:09
Such an artist
makes his living selling kitsch.
:18:13
Sorry, but I had to say it.
:18:17
-Who are you anyway?
-I'm Alois Fá bera...
:18:23
The art historian...
Working freelance at present.
:18:30
Pardon my frankness, Mr. Mára...
:18:34
Pardon me, professor,
I didn't recognize you.
:18:40
Delighted... Well, goodbye.
:18:43
-Wait, you have to take this.
-I couldn't possibly.
:18:48
She'd think
I didn't let you have it.
:18:53
These days people
buy such pigs and pitch this.