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How could I punish

them for what they had taken from me?

But one thing I knew.

To those who murdered John,

not have been afraid.

But it should have been.

Hey, buddy. Is everything all right?

Yes.

- Do I know you?

- Yes.

When you were little,

I knew your brother.

Okay.

Do you have some spare time?

I will talk to you.

The security above all. It's good.

I like it here, Joe.

F***ing... cozy and such.

Domestically.

- What do you want?

- I read what has happened.

It was terrible.

Awful.

- How did you know about me?

- I and John were old friends.

We went to school together.

Yes, I think I recognize you.

I...

- I read about what has happened.

- Is that why you are here?

Yes... Yes.

See.

Fine.

Who are you?

I'm Piggy, Joe.

You can call me Piggy. It makes all.

Yes. I think I remember you

from when I was a child.

May I sit down?

Rar.

It was horrible.

Yes.

You know, it just feels...

It feels as if there never

something is done about it.

- Yes.

- That's right.

Someone should do something about it, Joe.

- Yes.

- And you must be angry.

- I am.

- I would be damned angry.

It's horrible.

Awful.

- Your own brother.

- Yes.

I mean... Your own flesh and blood.

Your brother, Joe.

When these things happen...

... Do not have anything.

- How does it feel. That's it.

If you do not do anything.

Yes.

It's really terrible,

it happened.

But I'm glad I came.

It was great to see you again.

- Yes, that was it.

- See you again, right?

- Absolutely.

- Yes.

I trades always around.

I can look into, say hi.

I'll see myself out.

I dreamed about Piggy.

At work

I thought about him all day.

Where I had seen him before.

Where he came from.

I met him more and more often.

I told everything that had happened.

He would help me.

It was nice that someone said,

that he loved me.

- I bought something for you.

- Why?

- It can cheer you up.

- Jas?

- It makes you happy.

- What is it?

I know how happy

you are cooking.

- You do well to cook?

- Of course.

See here. Look at that bastard.

- You enjoy cooking, right?

- Yes.

- And then you have to use a sharp knife.

- Yes.

- Right?

- Yes.

- Thank you. It was nice of you.

- You're welcome. I enjoyed it.

The ones I talk about Joe...

It's the good, like you and me.

Or the evil. The vicious.

The monsters, Joe.

But you have to drop the fear, mate.

You can make the world

to submit to your will.

Whatever it is.

Using lies. Using violence.

Use whatever.

My old grandmother always said:

"If you can not get something, boy...

so take it, damn it. "

Trust me, Joe.

I will help you.

Why would you help me?

Because I loved your brother.

I loved him, Joe.

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