Gun Shy Page #4

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My room was right

next to the bathroom,

and I could hear water

splashing all night.

I'd lie in bed, convinced

that there was a stranger...

who never stopped peeing.

When I was a kid, I'd

always wake up at night.

My father was a salesman,

so he was always on trips.

We didn't have much money,

so we had to rent out a room.

It really bugged me,

'cos it was mine.

So colleagues of my father

would sleep in my bed,

and I had to sleep

next to my mother.

And eh...

Sometimes...

I'd wake up and look through

the keyhole, and there,

sitting on my bed, was

some fat guy in underwear,

farting and playing

with my electric train.

So eh...

Once when I woke up during

the night I heard noises.

My mother was gone, so I

looked through the keyhole.

I saw my mother in there

with a strange man.

When my father came home she

hugged

him as if nothing had happened.

I've never told

anyone that before.

Really?

Thanks.

- Bye!

- Bye!

- See you soon?

- Yeah.

Bye!

- Look, here comes Mr. Lukas.

- Come on, we have to go.

And don't be so sad.

Come on, come on.

Easy does it.

Now come on.

Hey, sweetie.

You'll see, it

isn't so bad there.

I don't wanna go to a home.

You're so alone here.

You'll be with

other people there.

But all those

people are sick.

She won't need

any more meals.

You can't live alone.

What about my

food and my dog?

Hello, Ms. Wessel.

Please, sit down here.

- I'll take your dog.

- Don't take my dog!

We have to.

It can't go with you.

- What about my dog?

- Someone'll take care of it.

- What about my dog?

- I put the food in there.

What about my dog?

What about my dog?

My poor dog!

Okay, that's good.

I don't want to!

My poor dog!

It'll be cared for.

- My poor dog!

- It's Okay.

My poor dog!

My poor dog!

Eat up!

- I don't want it anymore!

- Come on.

I'm not interested.

Don't you see?

- Going home?

- Yes.

Aw, come on.

Leave me be!

Okay?

Oh, good evening,

Mr. Eiserbeck.

What a surprise,

running into you.

Nice neighborhood, huh?

Yeah, I'd like to

live here, too,

but being a policeman...

You know how it is.

We earn peanuts.

Yeah, nice neighborhood.

What are you doing here?

Well, you see...

I can't get that

thing outta my mind.

That mysterious man rowing.

I was sitting at home in

front of the TV and...

suddenly I got restless, and

I felt I had to come here.

Maybe he's

planning something,

that guy with the row boat.

So I came here and...

everything's quiet.

Nothing special.

Then I run into you.

How do you think

he'll strike?

Who?

I don't know either.

I have to go.

Take a look.

Those bright windows.

An easy target!

No problem with a good rifle.

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