Nobi Page #2

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Thank you.

Oh, it's you again.

You look better.

Looks like you're eating.

Can't you walk?

Nagamatsu helps me walk

so I manage.

We better

get to Palompon before we run out

of smokes.

Guess sales are down.

Not really.

People always need cigarettes.

Especially when times are tough.

We're making ends meet

as you can see.

You're wrong, Old man.

No one's buying.

That's your fault, moron!

Any soldier

would swap his last yam

for a smoke!

Cut it out, fool.

You big cry baby!

No more yams...

Why did I give it to him?

Where are the corporal

and his company?

It's useless.

I can't catch up.

That's how I'll end up.

They don't know when to stop.

Corporal.

It's you. You're still alive.

Now's the tough part.

See the path?

We'll have to climb over the hill

to get to Palompon.

Once we're there we'll be okay

if we hide in the woods.

Will we go at night?

Who'd go in daylight?

We'll get to Palompon

and when we reach Cebu

we'll be home free.

Don't worry.

Bullets dodge me.

Save your strength.

Hey, you.

Any salt left?

Can I have some, please?

Wait.

Come with me.

You don't have any left.

Thank you.

Listen.

There's no reason for you

to join us.

We're stuck with the corporal.

But you're not.

You're free.

Did you really eat people

in New Guinea?

Human flesh...

Of course not.

Corporal.

I surrender.

I surrender.

I surrender.

Surrender.

I surrender.

I surrender.

Is this the way to Palompon?

Corporal...

Burning...

It's burning.

The Sun goes down so fast.

The earth is rotating.

That's why the Sun sets.

I'm in Buddha's Heaven.

I'm Buddha, Amitabha.

Count one.

Count two.

Namaste.

I'm going home.

Let me go home.

Please!

Oh, it's you.

You're still alive.

When I die...

you can eat me.

It's warm.

How nice.

It's like home.

It's like home.

No, it's happening again!

Not again!

Please don't!

You can eat me.

Eat me.

You can eat me.

You can eat me.

Is this his leg?

No...

I haven't eaten it.

I haven't.

I don't want to!

It is you.

It's monkey meat.

I shot one and dried the meat.

How do you feel?

Where is the leg?

Are you joking?

You...

Did you think I was a monkey?

Is the other guy alive?

He's fine.

He'll be happy to see you.

It's kind of you to

stay with him.

I don't want to be alone.

And he has smokes.

Really?

He swaps them for my monkey meat.

His supply is endless.

Is it far?

Just over there.

Where is he?

We sleep separately.

I can't trust him.

He says he can't walk but...

You can see him in the morning.

That's to cut up the monkeys.

What's wrong? Can't sleep?

I'm okay...

Don't swallow it.

You don't want to get diarrhoea.

I'm glad you're in one piece.

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