Paradise Trips Page #3

How much longer, how many kilometres?

You don't know, do you? Admit it.

Sunny, I'm watching the road.

Now you know how it feels when someone

blows smoke in your face all the time.

No, you bastard. Stop.

You were asking for it, Sunny.

Everyone in my class thinks

you're a loser. L-O-E-Z-E-R. Loser.

You little sh*t.

From now on I'll never speak

to you again. Stupid loser. F*** you.

I shouldn't have done it, right?

See? It wasn't too bad.

Maybe we can stay a bit longer,

so I can enjoy my vacation too.

We can't. Sunny has school.

- So they can brainwash him even more.

Thanks, Sunny.

No fizz.

We'll buy more later.

Forget it. If he won't talk to me,

we're not getting Coca-Cola.

Here we go again. You know what?

You fix the world,

while I check

how our bus driver is doing.

Yes.

Hey, rascal.

Is your mum in?

When will she be back?

What's your name?

- Sunny.

Pleased to meet you.

I'm Mario.

Really? My game is also called Mario.

Look.

You have fancy shoes.

- My dad bullies me about them.

That's not very nice.

So where is your dad?

Didn't he come along?

He is a bastard.

Come on, it can't be all that bad, eh?

He was in prison too.

He is a drug addict.

Sunny, lad,

I'll be going back to my bus.

And tell your mum to come

and talk with Mario. It's urgent.

Sunny, listen to me.

From now on I want you to stay away

from that bus driver.

Did you hear me?

Jimmy Dockers.

I should have known.

Mr Dockers, what happened?

Hypocritical b*tch.

We'll see who has the last word, OK?

Out. All this stinking stuff

out of my bus. There.

God, damn it.

If there's a problem, just say so.

Yes, there is a problem. The problem

with your kind is that you think

that everything in the world is free.

Find another bus to get your gang back.

Mario is going home.

And say hello to Jimmy.

Hey, love.

Why are you so angry, man?

Can we talk about it?

Mind your own business.

You and that hippy sect of yours?

You can all kiss my arse.

What will you call the baby?

- I thought maybe Pyotr?

Pyotr?

- Yes.

Funny name.

- Yeah.

Can I feel it?

- Yeah, yeah. Touch it.

I think I feel it.

- Yeah? Possible.

If we have to get a new bus,

that's sh*t.

I told you it was better

to call the whole thing off.

Don't pretend it's my fault.

After all, he is your father.

Perhaps I should call Linda.

She has suffered enough.

Hey, Pyotr.

Linda.

Oh, hello, it's you.

I haven't heard a word from you.

Yes, I was just going to call you.

- Is everything OK over there?

I was thinking that

perhaps the war broke out again.

I'm all right.

- Are you sure?

I just told you. Same as usual.

Nothing special.

You sound a little tired.

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