天堂孤影

Nikander: Do you find it dull here? With me, I mean? Ilona Rajamäki: Why? Nikander: Just asking? Ilona Rajamäki: Take it easy, Nikander! Everything is OK today. I don't know about tomorrow. Maybe the weather will turn, or something. What do you want from me anyway? Nikander: Who? Me? Ilona Rajamäki: Yes, you! Nikander: Do you want to have more wine? Ilona Rajamäki: Answer me! Nikander: I don't want anything from anyone. I'm Nikander. Ex-butcher, now a carbage truck driver. Bad teeth and stomach, liver is hanging on! More than I can say about my head. No use asking what I want. Ilona Rajamäki: I only asked. Nikander: You're welcome! Ilona Rajamäki: It's cold in here. Nikander: I haven't paid attention to it.