La grande sauterelle Page #3

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What if the driver show up?

We won't let him get in his car.

Can I ask how?

Just take any key.

Yes.

And break it inside the keyhole.

It will be over

by the time he realizes.

Well, well!

It just takes a minute.

You're right.

You also need to buy

a driver suit.

Take something cheap

if you want!

My money.

Come on, not that quick!

I won it.

That was too easy.

Let me make you an offer.

You spend the evening with us,

or you jump again.

From the top one.

Okay.

- Okay for what?

- I jump again.

What she's doing isn't very nice.

We'll take her with us anyway.

When I saw her stepping forward

on the springboard,

I knew right away it was towards me.

What about asking her

to fetch coins in the water

with her teeth?

When I saw the small-time crook,

I knew I was gonna bust his ass.

That was probably

an bad encounter.

But in what way?

Is it coming?

Okay.

I jumped.

Yes, but the feet first.

It doesn't count.

You didn't say so.

I'm saying it, now.

I was supposed to jump, I jumped.

Here's how it is:

you have to dive.

You're a bunch of morons.

Come on...

Come on...

Filthy morons.

Come on, guys, let's move.

Mister?

You forgot something.

You forgot to pay.

You offered her some money.

She jumped, she's waiting for her money.

Put yourself in her shoes.

If I was in your shoes, I would mind...

My own business.

I've been told that already.

Let's go. They're ugly and sad.

You're not gonna make troubles

for so little money.

Be nice.

Okay.

We'll give her the money.

But she has to strip.

Grasshopper, it's up to you.

Let's go, I'm cold.

Are we leaving?

Why are you always

calling me "Grasshopper"?

Don't you like it?

This morning, not at all.

Tonight...

Let's not speak about tonight.

Okay...

What are we speaking about?

About you.

No interest.

Do you have a lighter?

Are you often defending the weak?

I know the rules of some games.

You've been scared to death,

you should had cash the money.

Moralist?

A morality of my own.

When you lose, you cough up.

And this guy had a d*ckhead.

Are you cold?

- Yes.

Let's find an open place

where you can drink a grog.

I'd prefer mulled wine.

Already drank some?

That must be awful.

Undrinkable. But it makes

listening Gideon bearable.

Poets are always full of sh*t

when they speak of the sea...

We were saying, "itinerate"...

Itinerate, all right.

I'll remember that.

But watch out, not the regatta.

The big race, beware of sharp bends.

Transpose, young man.

One should always transpose.

Transpose or die. Here...

Let's take the Pacific.

What do you think

it is?

Don't whisper him.

Go drink your mulled wine.

So what's the Pacific?

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