Westerland Page #2

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- I didn't mean to, honest.

Tania!

Why my brother has anything

to do with you... Tania!

Hold this.

Coming boozing?

No.

You're not your self.

Hey, Jesus.

Stoned again, yeah?

Hello, Erol.

I'm splitting.

No need.

Your brother's

really terrifying.

He almost chopped

my finger off.

I swear it.

You're stoned.

- No, I'm not.

Why are you lying?

- I'm not.

Just admit it. - what?

I can't stand it

when you're stoned.

I'm not!

Do you visit the

mainland much?

Why bother?

This is my home.

You can't do landscape

design if this is all you know.

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Maybe we'll go over

together some time.

Tuncay?

Yes. - 200 euros

are missing.

Did you take them?

- Why would I?

Morning. -

Hello. - Morning.

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Jesus!

Tania, help him.

What's on the menu?

Spaghetti.

Here.

Hey, Jesus.

- Hey.

You well?

- Fine, I love the job.

Don't you like the job?

I like it fine.

- You sure?

Here, Tuncay.

Been near the till, Jesus?

- Tuncay!

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No, why? - 200

euros are missing.

I probably just miscounted.

- Not by 200 euros.

You've no proof.

- Keep out of it!

But I didn't do it!

Will you let him be?

I don't want him

working here. That's it.

We could sort this out.

- I already have.

But I didn't do it!

You're such an a**hole.

- Watch it! - Cem, please.

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Hold it.

I tried to cut your

name into my skin.

You scare me.

- Don't worry.

I'll look after you.

Look after yourself.

What's this then?

Food.

Sorry but it's inedible.

- What's that?

Eat what's on your plate!

It's not fair,

you're stronger.

Can you see it yet?

- See what?

Hello?

- Cem, it's me.

What's up, Erol?

- What's wrong, mate?

I'm ill.

- So what, open up.

No, I feel sh*t,

I sleep all day.

- I don't believe you.

I'll call you.

Training's over?

Hey, Cem.

Will you let me in?

I don't know...

Oh, yeah, sure. Come in.

Don't worry, I

won't stay long.

I just wanted to

see how you're doing.

Hello Jesus.

- Hello.

Want some tea?

I can get it myself and

you can go back to bed.

Don't worry, I've got it.

Did Cem infect you, too?

You seem to be

feeling better.

Yes.

Sit down, throw the

things on the oor.

School's started

again, right?

Yes.

I hope you don't

miss too much.

Is someone helping

you keep up?

It's fine...

Jesus, get up now.

Why?

Leave him be.

- I don't like it.

You're not sick, right?

No. You won't tell?

Hey, do you have

a bit of grass?

Don't give him any.

I don't have any.

Doesn't matter.

I'm in training.

He's doing push- ups

and sit- ups.

All fighters do.

I can teach

you taekwondo.

Is it an offensive weapon?

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