"— Do you see this house? A guy lives there…
— What type?
— My father from what I know…
— You don't know him?
- No.
— But he knows you exist?
- Yeah.
— Come on, let's take a closer look.
— Oh no, no way!
— After all, it's a bit like your home...
— Stop, please… No, don’t go. Stop… Stop!
On vacation at his grandmother's who never takes his eyes off the TV, Alek hangs out with
his friend, his friend's sister and the dogs. There's nothing else to do,
It's the end of July."
