Black Cat, White Cat Page #5

But that's impossible. - Why?

I'll bet the nail.

Name?

Don't lose your soul.

How can you propose something like that?

Your sister is 25, my son 17.

Younger men like ripe women.

And that's not all, Dadi.

What else?

- You know, you know.

She looks like a little Smurf.

Everyone calls her little Lady-bird.

So what? A diamond is small,

but valuable.

Wanna bet? Doesn't matter what.

Hands off.

Let's toast on the deal.

No. I've got it figured now.

I know who stole my train

and drugged me.

And who messed with my father

and stole my heritage.

Safet. Kazatchok.

I know who cheated my father.

Last chance.

The moment of truth.

Kiss my ass.

Attention.

One, two, three... freedom.

What are you doing?

Is this seat taken?

What do you want?

- Lemonade.

Hey you.

- Me?

Get an ice-cream.

I'm not an errand-boy.

You're always following me around,

might as well make yourself useful.

Don't you think so?

- Exactly.

Out of the way.

Strawberry or vanilla?

Strawberry and vanilla. Four servings.

Where are you going?

Are you in a hurry?

I've got to tell you something.

Where did you go to?

- Finish my lemonade.

Shame you're getting married.

I just thought:
He's young, but handsome.

I'm falling in love.

And now you're getting married.

Married? Who's getting married?

I'm only thinking about you.

I'm always here for you.

It's over. Don't make a fuss.

That's a lie.

Someone's setting me up.

Don't lie to me. I'm too young,

I don't want to marry.

Prepare yourself to get engaged.

I overheard your father and Dadan

in my grandma's inn.

They agreed last night.

It's a shame. Here.

Dadan stole the factory.

That son of a b*tch.

And now he wants me too.

You know how many people he cheated.

He got the train, the factory...

What else does he want?

What else?

His mother's p*ssy.

The Russians are here.

The water is nice.

He wants something else...

...that Dadan.

He wants to arrange a marriage

to pay of my debt.

A marriage? For whom?

For our child Zare and his sister.

The Lady-bird.

That bawler, the midget?

She's barely three feet tall.

Now I have to ask the help

of my friend Grga Pitic.

You're coming with me.

- It's too late.

Grga Pitic... is dead.

Dead?

God have mercy on his soul.

I haven't had a drink yet...

...but I'll have one now

for his salvation.

Grandfather.

There's my grandson.

Ain't he handsome?

I'll introduce you.

Hello, nurse.

Have you seen her?

- Who?

The girl.

No.

The nurse.

They call her Candy.

Those boobies, that body.

And that tiny butt. All so delicate.

I want love at first sight,

or nothing at all.

Love at first sight? Ridiculous.

The son of your deceased friend Zarija

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