Charlie's Farm Page #3

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but not you.

You lay back and spread your legs.

And said to me, 'Give it to me, John. "

Charlie.

Give the leftovers to the pigs.

Charlie.

Charlie, you've heard your mother!

Mongolian.

Come on. Stand up.

Go out and do what your mother says.

An advice. No children please.

Did you see that?

We give that child...

... A roof over his head

and three meals a day.

Then you would have thought that he would do some chores.

What are you going to do to me?

I thought we were talking about small

Charlie.

You are so selfish.

- What are you gonna do to me?

Well, take it easy.

We must talk about dinner.

Dinner?

Do me go?

Meredith state do all day...

... showing off...

... to make the favorite food

of those backward.

Backpack Tourist spareribs.

You kraamt nonsense.

That spareribs I invented.

This was not even the best part.

It's just a campfire story.

He wants to scare us.

It's true.

Why do you think that old man got so angry

when he brought it.

Go. I want to hear the rest.

A few hours after the murder of the tourist

John heard shouting in his front yard.

Boy.

Go feed the pigs.

What does he eat those pigs

give you?

Who is that?

- Can be police.

Who could it be?

- How do I know?

Take that moron.

In case of problems you let him go.

Look at that.

Is the pub closed or something?

We want you to stop what you're doing here.

Blue, take bargasten

back to town.

We know you killed

people here.

We are just farmers.

We're just trying to earn a living.

Go now my property.

I will not say it again.

I think you yourself should indicate

to the police.

Like what?

The murder of innocent people.

Where are all those workers who were here

to work?

They were mad, so I

I shot them.

Who told you this nonsense?

I heard them

on would eat, sick mind.

Are we now cannibals?

Where are they, John?

They are all gone.

How are these hippies.

I do not know what they do when they leave?

And it interests me nothing.

Stop the lies.

- Where is that stupid son of yours?

Do not say that. Do not make her angry.

Then I get to endure it again.

If you talk one more time so

about my son...

... Then I'll chop your head off

and I feed him to the dingoes.

Is that so?

That may be an issue with us as well.

What problem?

I have no problem.

You're dead and you're dead.

You're all going to.

You do not know who

to make you have.

Charlie, let it loose bucket.

Come quickly!

Come on, hurry up.

That's what I heard.

Apparently they have all the bodies buried there.

Some people believe that they have fed the bodies

to the 'razor backs.

This one guy said that Blue was there then.

He must know what happened to

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