Col cuore in gola (Deadly Sweet) Page #6

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Another guy has run away,

we don't know who they are.

We're leading them for

an interrogatory.

They were riding a black Jaguar with

this registration number: XY5243.

I'm repeating, a black Jaguar,

XY5243. Over and out.

This way, move, come on, turn

towards me. On you back.

Come on, look at me.

Hey, what did you do?

I thought actors could have

their body doubles

for the dangerous shots.

But I use to be a body double

of myself every time.

Come and lay down here.

- Have you some band-aids by chance

or something similar? - Dunno.

What's up, don't you feel good?

No, I'm tired.

Fed up with all

this mystery.

You don't believe me

anymore, true?

"The truth is that, working

decisively without ever deflecting

from the revolutionary

principles, the people's back

will be nice, powerful and

harmonious". Mao Tse Tung.

Stop it, it's useless.

- Everything is useless, meaningless.

- Like in a movie.

Quiet. Quiet, Bernard.

Let me love you at least,

my angel.

I'll be fine again through you.

Oh, yes.

Me too, me too.

David! David!

Is it done?

As soon you can, come down.

Damn!

Veronica has come.

Together with her friend.

Ah, the high disappeared

brother.

Do you show me the last

photos?

Look at them, here they are.

Jerome has come.

Did you hear?

How nice!

Look at these ones!

Amazing.

I have been waiting for you

for a long time at the flippers.

Where's Martha?

Why?

Have you been at home?

Just for a while.

Was she there?

- My coat? - Jane, it's there. - She

was entering while I was going out.

Why?

I'd like to know what's

this whole story.

- Have you a car?

- Yes. - Lead us.

- Where?

- To home?

- What?

- To home.

Why, if I may ask?

We've to talk with Martha.

She won't be there.

Why?

She went out.

Go ahead.

She went to a happening, she

wanted me to accompany her.

Ok. We're going there too.

But...

We weren't invited.

We're going there regardless.

But I have no a proper dress,

I cannot.

Don't worry, baby, your look

is very nice anyway.

Phew.

I'm coming too.

No, not this night.

Go to bed.

- Sh*t! You're always having it for me.

- Forget it.

Show your look.

Not bad.

Come, we'll have fun as well.

What's the matter with

Martha now?

Leris has been killed.

Why did you do that?

What?

You know well what I mean.

You want to joke.

Leris' assassination

is not a joke.

You're crazy.

Maybe.

Where did you go yesterday night,

when you went out together with Leris

away from Prescott's?

So you're the French guy.

Yes, a supposed Prescott's

killer.

What did Leris do yesterday

evening?

I've already referred to

the police about that.

He led me to his home.

And we have been staying there

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