Bal-Can-Can Page #4

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or there...

They tried to pull a fast one

on me:
If you got killed l

would get two military

pensions instead of one!

What's up now?

I can't take it any more, Ruza.

If they catch me I won't even

make it to the front line...

I'll die on the road...

Come on, this war won't last

long... we just have to

hide for a bit. If we leave

early in the morning,

we'll be in Bulgaria

in an hour.

What do you mean Bulgaria?

- On the Black Sea.

The tourist season is about to

begin there, we'll get jobs

on the black labour market...

you as a bartender,

me as a waitress,

mama will help out...

What do you mean, mama?

You ruthless animal!

You would leave mama here

to get bombed

by the mujahedins,

you scoundrel!

She's an old woman, she'll

forget something

plugged in, she'll

burn down the flat,

you retarded vermin!

- Bulgaria!

Ruza, my child, where are

we going so early?

To the sea, mommy,

to the sea.

The sea, love? And what about

your good-for-nothing loser?

Let's send him to the

Army first,

maybe a grenade will

kill him, no?

Don't say that, mama,

it's a pity.

A pity, why? I say, from my

mouth into God's ears!

Ruza, my child...

There he is!

- Quiet, mama, quiet!

Hell, quiet! Where's Jango?

Jango! Jango, come!

Shhh! Quit it!

- Where are you, Jango!

Jango, come! Jango, boy!

- Be quiet, mama, be quiet!

Jango, where are you,

Jango...

Jango, where are you,

Jango...

Wake up, Jango!

Now you're f***ed,

neighbour!

Now you're f***ed...

And so, my blood brother

began his journey East,

towards the rising sun... As

Alan Bourdillion Traherne

said in one western: "Over

the mountains of the Moon,

and through the valley of the

shadow, he rides,

boldly rides, until he finds

El Dorado".

And what happened next,

Santino? - Did they make it?

Well, it was a close call, but

then nature decided to play

its part. That spring was

unusually hot. Veeeery hot...

original traditional handicrafts

The engine. Looks like the

engine has overheated!

I'm cold. - Oh, please, you're

such a child.

Why didn't you say so, we

would've stopped...

I was hot. - Oh, is that so?

And now you're not?

Now I'm cold.

- Cold? In this heat?

Oh, come on, mother,

don't screw with me...

"...check diphthongs."

Where could those

diphthongs be?

I gave her two valiums.

- For her stool?

No, for the nerves.

- Oh, yeah...

Oh, it's so hot. The air

is heavy...

Hey, here it is:
"...check the

pressure in the valves

of the internal combustion

engine..."

We'll be there by tonight.

Wow, I haven't seen the

sea in seven years.

Nowadays even the seas aren't

as safe as they used to be,

Russians with submarines

everywhere... clutch...

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