Much Loved Page #3

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But they don't want it...

--All they want is keep begging for money....

Don't talk like that of the Palestinians,

they've been kicked out of their land...

We gotta help them,

not make fun of them.

They take advantage of the whole world...

--What is she talking politics now?

How dare you?

--You keep insulting them!

Let it go...

You know what''s the solution? Bajbouji!

--The great Bajbouji!

The tinier he is, the more I love him.

Where's your crazy friend?

--Crazy friend?

Yes, where is she?

She's not into Arabs,

she likes Europeans best.

Of course, Europeans...

AIDS, pork, penny-pinching...

They keep the money in their pockets,

the cheapest people I ever saw...

They buy one fruit at a time,

half banana, half apple... they gotta learn generosity...

Generosity is in your blood...

wait, I'll feed you...

Here's generosity and love...

look how these sweet Moroccan ladies spoil us.

They're not like our women.

Our women are like this meat... dead.

And that's why the men I love the most

are the Saudis.

That's talking!

--We rule the world!

The rulers of the world have found their masters...

Moroccan women!

You don't have oil,

that's why we rule.

We have oil!

--What oil?

We are our oil! Yours is black and smelly

while ours is soft, silky and scented.

If this is Moroccan oil I'll move in

and invest everything I have tomorrow morning!

Stock market!

"You smell horrible, nobody wants you...

even the black crow is disgusted by you!"

"You're savage, raised in a garage,

everyone says 'savage'!"

Savage and proud to be.

Listen to her, Ahmed!

"God save me from a savage like you!"

The b*tch wants to eat this Saudi

but he's mine... mine... mine...

So good!

Take your whore, Abu Jassim!

She's everywhere, we can't work anymore!

That's how it is... Shengen goes everywhere...

--She belongs to humanity!

Saudis... I really love your money...

Saudi... you're really good at f***ing...

She still remembers about Viagra...

Your Saudi will become a puppet...

--He already is, without your witchcraft.

You dream... without this, you'll get nothing.

Give me the hankie with his sperm on.

--We havan't done it yet!

Oh right... you're just into poetry.

I'll fix mine, don't come begging later.

Don't worry, I won't.

--Too bad for you.

There's a ghost behind you!

She's out of her mind.

Hello?

--It's working already?!

Look, girls...

Darling!

Dear...

Said... why that long face, Said?

Said... will you marry me?

Look at that queer, girls!

Wanna ride with us, Miss?

--What a great whore you'd make!

Wait here, Said.

I smell cops here tonight.

Papers... check their papers.

Am I invisible?

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