Taxi, Roulotte et Corrida Page #3

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-In the jacket.

-And the jacket?

-In a suitcase.

-And the suitcase?

-In a caravan.

-And the caravan?

-I'm still looking for it.

You weren't even able to follow them.

Very well done.

-I'll find them. I've got an idea.

-You'd better.

-I don't know what's wrong.

-The horn's stuck.

Very sharp, Sherlock.

Don't worry.

-You're my saviour.

-I'm really good technically.

-Are you coming?

-She can't leave without a horn.

-There's a short-circuit. I'll fix it.

-That's sweet.

-Can I ask you for a big favour?

-But of course.

-Can I get changed in your caravan?

-I can't arrive in Granada like this.

You're going to Granada.

I understand now. Really nice.

-What's so strange about it?

-Nothing. It's between him and me.

-Can I?

-Of course.

Let me. I'll show the way.

I don't trust it. I'm sure

she's up to something.

Do you mind if I get

changed in the caravan?

-Please go ahead.

-Thank you.

-Do you need help?

-No. Do they teach you that at school?

We're taught to be polite

to ladies.

Give me your suitcase.

A typically American product.

It's fixed.

My hat.

I think everything's alright.

You can go.

I don't know how to thank you.

I wouldn't have known what to do.

Mechanics would line up

to help you.

-But not experts like you.

-Oh yes.

Thanks again.

-See you soon, mayb... mayb...

-Maybe.

-What's this?

-I reversed the controls.

If you put it in reverse,

you go forward.

Are you coming?

Ever since we arrived in Spain,

you both think you're Don Juan.

I won't have that

jalopy overtake me.

-What are you doing?

-I'm turning on the turbo compressor.

-Just be careful.

-140 is alright for a moment.

-That doesn't look good.

-Never seen a smoking engine?

You know nothing about it.

-Can I help?

-Go away. Hurry.

We'll let the expert deal with it.

-It's really very hot.

-You can say that again.

-Just count. 34.

-Yes, 34, 38, 40, 44.

-And 10 more. That makes...

-54.

It's so hot in here.

Is that turbo compressor going to work?

-Another minute.

-You're just an amateur.

-And no wind at all.

-I'm suffocating.

We're in the full sun.

-I'd prefer car trouble in the shade.

-Or no car trouble at al.

I pass.

-Finally some air.

-That feels good.

The caravan.

We're going a bit fast now.

The caravan's leaving.

Lon, the caravan's leaving.

He's mad.

-Are you crazy?

-We were almost dead.

-You can't do that.

-Alright, I'll take the bike.

You should put the hand brake on.

You failed your driving exam

six times. Stay out of it.

The caravan.

Come on, guys. Hello, Myriam.

Had a good trip?

Get the suitcases.

Don't ruin the locks, Mollo.

Stupid. You never know.

If they come for their suitcase,

the locks have to be intact.

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