Nebelgrind Page #4

You're really losing it

if you screw up like that!

- I know exactly what I'm doing.

- Apparently not.

- Maybe you are sick. Then...

- Then what?

You know, Werni is a really good guy.

He is somebody.

And you? What are you?

You are a lousy farmer.

Pops?

- No.

- Pops!

Come on, I just want to help you.

Get up.

- I just want to help you up.

- Get lost!

Leave rne alone! No!

The gash in his scalp will heal soon.

The stitches will come out in a week.

What else can you tell rne about him?

I'm not a specialist,

but I think Karli

is suffering from Alzheimer's.

To make sure we'd need to run

various expensive tests.

I would say he is in the second stage.

What does that mean?

Does Karli get lost sometimes?

Yes, it happens.

- Does he get lost in the house?

- No.

- Can he still read?

- Yes, I think so.

I don't know.

Does he eat by himself?

Get dressed by himself?

Sometimes he needs a hand,

but that's no big deal.

It depends on how you deal with it.

The crucial thing is

to try and meet Karli's needs.

Good luck!

What have I got here?

Don't you remember?

Yes, I do.

I fell down the stairs.

Right.

- Wanna go watch some Swiss wrestling?

- Sure.

- Hi, have you seen Karli?

- No.

Yes, have another sip.

- Do you want another sip?

- What are you doing in there?

- What are you doing in there?

- Having a beer.

You know, with my new girlfriend.

This is Emma. Aren't you?

Sure. Say goodbye, and let's go home.

No.

She doesn't want to be alone.

Look, she's not alone.

There's her girlfriend.

No, she doesn't like her.

I see.

Which one is her friend then?

Me. I'm her friend.

I see.

- She wants to go home.

- This is her home.

She's living with us now.

Sing her a song and then we'll leave.

- No.

- Hey! Hey!

What are you doing in there?

My father is interested in this calf.

- It's a Kobe calf.

- I see.

- Something special.

- A beauty.

It drinks beer.

It's the winner's trophy.

It's not for sale.

We can't buy it?

You're such a sweetie.

7,000 francs.

Frnzi will kill me.

There, this is your new home now.

Have a look around.

Come!

This is Emma.

She has the same name as your grandma.

- You have to pet her a lot.

- She drinks beer.

Cool!

Come on, Emma!

Bedtime. Look, here.

Peppermint for Emma?

- Bad idea?

- Come.

Come, Emma, come!

Let's take thingy.

You know? Yes.

You see?

- Come! Come!

- Pops, where are you going?

- To the village.

- You can't go there alone.

- Emma is with me.

- Emma can't look out for you.

I can look out for her.

- All right, but

- But what?

There. Sit down.

Your legs, not your arms.

Right. My legs-

Not my arms.

Lucas lost his mother.

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