Koning van Katoren Page #3

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The mayor.

How do you do. Lanzo.

- How-do-you-do-Lanzo. Stach.

- Stach?

- I don't understand.

- I was sent here by the ministry.

Look, here it is.

'Relieve all of Swindledale's

residents of their knob noses. '

'Relieve all of Swindledale's

residents... ' All of them? Tutti?

You'll never be able to, of course.

Or are you very rich?

Watch out, a mosquito.

Or do you also want a potato nose?

Come.

Look, don't hold it against me.

How are you? Everything alright?

Doing okay?

I don't understand

why on earth they send...

- Me.

- Someone...

No, sorry. Come, come here.

That's not what I meant.

Ina, look who's here. Stach.

- Stach, this is Ina, my wife.

- How do you do.

Come. Sorry. Listen...

Rosemary.

- Basil.

- Yes.

Pretty girl.

Yes, that's my daughter.

Thank you.

- What is this?

- Urtica dioica.

- Urtica...

- Dioica.

Stinging nettle. Never tasted it?

It's delicious with pasta

with spinach and cheese.

And it's good for foruncolo.

- Foruncolo?

- Yes, foruncolo.

Pimples.

Can you tell me more

about those mosquitoes?

Yes.

They're the cause

of all our problems.

We've tried everything, filling up

the marsh, poison. Nothing works.

- And that medicine?

- Yes, that...

Forgive my wife.

Our daughter is ill and...

and it's very hard for her.

No, come, we have a guest.

Come here. Pull yourself together.

- I'm cold.

- Yes, it's cold. Come here.

Wait, I have something.

- Here.

- Now look at that.

There.

Buongiorno.

Ciao, Maria.

How are you doing?

Your nose is getting better, isn't it?

Come, give me a nice smile.

She's Sarah's daughter.

Se non hai pi niente da perdere,

non ti resta che vincere.

If you have nothing left to lose,

all you can do is win.

- What is that up there?

- That's where the Taras live.

This is where we have to be.

- Buongiorno.

- Buongiorno.

Hey, Kim.

Buongiorno, signori.

A party tonight?

Party?

- Wait here.

- Okay.

- Come with us.

- What's the matter? What did I do?

- Hold on. Let go of me. Excuse me...

- Stay calm.

Perch? Let go of me.

Lanzo, Lanzo.

- No, wait.

- Go away.

Let go of me.

He's with me.

He's here with me.

I can ask my uncle for money

for the medicine. For Isabella.

But boy, you've seen what it costs.

I don't even make that much in a year.

And then you only get a small jar.

- Have you ever been inside?

- Of course not, it's only for Taras.

Why would you want to go there?

Hey, aren't you staying?

The cloakroom's downstairs.

- To the formula. To Rinomal.

- To Rinomal.

To Rinomal.

Comrades, friends, welcome.

It's been another good week.

You've worked hard.

As our former colleague

Sin Pharma used to say:

'It's a dirty job,

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