Upperdog Page #2

On the house?

But the food was good.

What are you reading?

Philosophy and science history.

Ive been admitted to the university.

Philosophy.

Have you taken it?

Yanne?

Ive got news for you.

At my boss' house, there's a picture

of a boy. It looks like yours.

-But it's not the same.

-What?

In my boss' house there's

a picture on the wall, of a boy.

And he looks like that boy.

The small one.

Your brother.

Yes. Now I'm 100% sure.

But the framing is different.

They've changed the picture.

You're not there.

-For some reason.

-It's not so strange.

I'm just his half sister.

What was he like?

Kind of attractive.

But not nice. Not a gentleman.

No, I mean...

Did he seem happy?

He thinks he's happy, but he's not.

Don't you miss him?

Axel? Could you go

and fetch a poop bag?

Yanne? Yanne!

Listen...

I want you to leave him a one.

Don't tell him anything.

He thinks he's happy.

He looks happy.

Is my little girl hiding here?

Mommy.

Mommy!

Are you hiding in the closet again?

Hello?

Oh my god!

My son was baptised in that church!

-You have a family?

-Yes, I have a son.

He lives with my parents

While I'm here.

Look!

It's not so beautiful. Quite ugly.

But that was the style in the 80s.

Don't you have work to do?

-Why are you so rude?

-Maybe I'm evil.

Maybe you're stupid-

- to Ive with your parents,

though you're grown-up.

I gave up my job to spend time

with our beautiful maid.

So you think sitting at your parents'

house is better than manual labour?

Maybe.

Pleased to meet you...

Wonderboy.

Pleased to meet you too.

Bye!

That a journalist may be dangerous,

specially if she's young and fair.

Any Kabul bookseller knows that.

But that a dead cat -

-can blow your buddies to shreds,

that takes some getting used to.

Over there you must remember that

nothing is what it seems. A child.

A car.

A woman.

-What's she doing here?

-Two Bravo, over.

Everythings a potential threat.

There was a hearing, you know.

Why didn't you write

about my acquittal?

-I'm no longer on the story.

-Look at this.

It wasn't like that. You used this

to become famous. You know it well.

No, I don't know it well.

How can you keep these on your wall?

I was just doing my job.

I'd really like to join you. We need

more outdoor shots of you as well.

No more shots from the shower?

If there's any trouble, you can say

I claimed I'd received the guarantee.

You want me to lie?

Hold it there for a while. Amazing.

Like this?

And sideways.

-You can't blame me for finding him.

-Only if you tell him about me.

-Maybe he knows?

-Just don't ask.

Tell me why,

and I'll keep my mouth shut.

-Promise?

-Promise.

First of all,

We don't have the same father.

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