Final Portrait Page #2

Hmm.

I don't know

if I'd have the courage to do that.

You can take sleeping pills,

but that's not really suicide, is it?

That's just...

that's just sleeping.

Cutting your wrists is nothing.

The one that really appeals to me

is burning yourself alive.

That would be something.

That I would really like to do.

Well, do it or shut up.

- I might.

- Oh, my God.

I might, so I don't have to listen to you

talk about it anymore.

- Please do it.

- I would.

The only problem is,

you can only do it once.

- Jesus!

- What? It's only a million.

- Due. Two million.

- Well, there's some for you.

- Oh.

- A little for me.

And the rest, I'll keep... boff!

- Oh, God. What a ham.

- What?

I thought you were without affectation.

- Was that affected?

- A little bit.

- Yeah, but it was funny.

- True.

I have several million hidden in here.

- Where?

- Pff. That's the problem.

It's so f***ing well hidden,

I don't know where it is.

Why on earth would you hide

two million more?

- What else could I do with it?

- You put it in the bank.

- Oh, no. Can't trust banks.

- Can't trust banks. No.

You're Swiss.

No. Swiss Italian.

Oh, for God's sakes.

Under the bed is not such a great idea.

What do you think?

- I think it's fairly obvious.

- But I want to be able to find it again.

Uh...

How about under the dresser?

Ooh.

- I could tape it to the bottom.

- You could.

- Will I remember that?

- I don't know.

How about up here on the beam?

Here, you do it. You're taller.

Just right up there?

What do you think?

I can still see it.

Bring it down again.

Let's see.

There must be somewhere here.

Well, it could...

I think it'll be just a few days longer.

Of course, I miss you too, but...

I do. Oh, stop it.

Listen, I think it's important.

I want him to finish.

- No...

- I hid it in the toilet.

Not in. Up.

Oh, um, never mind.

Uh... I... I can't rush him. It's...

I don't know how, first of all.

It'll only be a few more days.

So, let's make the trade.

I would like to take back

the four earlier ones of mine.

- Oh, yes. Yes. The watercolors.

- Mm-hm.

I love those.

Yes, we love these.

- And did you bring the nude?

- Sorry?

The nude.

I can take it off your hands.

Tsk. Uh, yes.

Uh, fine, good, yes. Um, absolutely.

- There we are.

- Ah, yes.

- And you can have these three.

- Yes.

Uh, oh, and this one, which I love.

- Yes. Oh, yes. Wonderful.

- All right.

- All right.

- Yes, perfect. Wonderful.

- Perfect.

- Oh, yes.

- Thank you.

- Yes, sir. Thank you.

Enchanted.

Ah. The desire, look at that.

Hmm.

How'd it go?

He made out like a capitalist.

I haven't seen these for such a long time.

I don't have many of these.

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