On a Sunday afternoon a stranger appears in a family’s life, being soaking wet. His arrival gives the opportunity to discuss an old tragedy to restore the order in the family, left without a father.
Józsi is sitting on his bed, watching TV. His grandmother is wrapping a gift in the kitchen and coughing. It is just the two of them. On the screen a star is dying and Józsi turns up the volume. He turned eighteen today.
Underpass at night. Michal is drinking beer alone. Alfred wants to drink some beer as well but he doesn’t have any, just a painting. Imagine that Michal and Alfred are the last two people on Earth.
