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.
| Directing | Marcell Török | Director |
| Crew | Lola Bédécs | Cinematography |
| Editing | Éva Majszin | Editor |
| Writing | Fruzsina Danszki | Writer |
| Sound | Andor Kovács | Music |
| Writing | Lola Bédécs | Writer |
| Writing | Marcell Török | Writer |