Aventuras de Robinson Crusoe, Las Page #4

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While they strung

one up for slaughter,

I saw that the second

tried to make his escape.

Here, here.

No, no, no, no.

Here, here, here.

(gunshot)

Up, up, up now.

Up, up, I shall not harm you.

(not in english)

(not in english)

Here, up, up.

Here, up, up.

Him, him, you.

Underground, underground.

Out of sight, come on.

Him, him.

Him.

Him, under.

Yeah

(not in english)

(not in english)

Up, up, up, up.

What is your name?

What is your name?

You r name?

Name?

Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday.

Come here.

Come here.

Come here!

You, Friday

You Friday, Friday

Friday.

No!

Friday.

Fri day.

Master

Mas-ter

Mas-ter

Friday, Master, friends.

Friends.

Friends!

Eat.

Eat!

No, no eat man, wrong.

Friday, this good, eat.

I dare not sleep.

If the cannibals fail to

come for me before morning,

he might.

The cannibals had departed,

fortunately for me.

Without so much as a search

for their missing companions.

I would not let him

handle any weapon.

I used my musket

to ensure his continued

fear and respect of me.

(not in english)

I put a strong

door to my cave

so he could not take

me unaware at night.

How reassuring it was

to see him eat

the flesh of animals,

knowing the only source

for that other

meat he so relished

would be myself.

Master!

(not in english)

Someday, if you are good,

l will teach you to smoke.

How pleasant it was,

once more to have a servant.

Friday, what is this?

Milk

And this?

Bread

No Friday, use the fork.

Friday, whats this?

Plate

This Friday?

Meat

Good Friday, very good!

What do you see?

Inside, black line.

It is your land.

Your nation

Inside?

No, there!

But, with this,

It appears near

Theres your nation,

your people.

Oh happy, there see

my nation, my people.

Why do you always come

here, to this island?

God says, only good

place after kill here.

And you would like to

go back to your nation?

Yes, oh yes

Like go back Friday

Friday happy go

there see my people.

I understand.

Suppose a whole lot

of his countrymen

were to visit the island.

Would he not, forgetting

all obligation to me.

Either return with them

to his native country

or worse still,

lead them to plunder

my precious possessions.

And even join in

a feast upon myself.

Friday!

Why are you here Friday,

what do you want?

Smoke.

Good for Master,

Good for Friday.

Go.

If you want something

again, ask me, first.

Had he truly remembered my

promise that he might smoke?

No,

I could not trust him

through another night.

Go to bed now.

Not finished work.

Do you hear me, go to bed!

So long ago,

I had intended

these for slaves.

Sit up!

Give me your ankles.

You r legs?

Why you tie Friday?

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