The Devil's Double Page #4

Kuwait has come home!

Hey, you. The teeth. You with the teeth.

Come on. I'll give you a ride.

Hey! Hey, hey, hey! You!

No, no, no, no. You, you, you.

Hey, you.

Don't be scared. Come for a ride.

Come on, get in the car.

I'll give you a lift home.

I'll take you back.

Hey, don't be scared.

Why do you run? Why do you run?

Come on. Why are you running?

I'll take you home.

Come on.

Hey. How about you?

I love what you've done with your hair.

Hey, hey, hey!

It's okay, it's okay.

Don't be scared. Don't be scared.

It's all right.

You're beautiful. Don't be scared.

I'm not going to hurt you.

Brother, she's beautiful. You want her?

- Take.

- No!

What? What?

Don't f***ing look at me like that.

- Like what?

- Like that.

I know that f***ing look.

I know what you're thinking.

Think what the f*** you like.

I like c*nt. I want c*nt.

I see a c*nt, I want to f*** it. I don't care.

I love my country,

I love my mother, my father.

But I love c*nt more than I love God!

Does her mama know that she's out?

You know this man?

This is Kamel Hannah.

He's my father's greatest friend.

He tastes his food.

Did she get a note from her teacher?

See this watch?

You see this watch?

How much you think a watch like this costs?

How much? How much you think

a watch like this costs? $10,000.

It's a $10,000 watch.

My father bought him that watch.

Why? Why did my father buy Kamel Hannah

a watch like this?

Shall I tell you why? Shall I tell you why?

Shall I tell you why my father

loves Kamel Hannah so much?

- Because he gets his whores for him.

- Rubbish.

Our mother... Our mother

sits around the house and weeps

because of the whores

this man brings my father.

She wanders, she walks around the palace,

walks around the palace,

staring in the mirrors,

staring in the mirrors,

looking at herself like a f***ing zombie

because of the whores

this man brings my father!

- Shall I kill him, brother?

- Uday.

What do you think, brother?

What do you think? Shall I kill him?

Kill your father's greatest friend?

He is a twittering little pimp

that has driven my mother mad.

- Maybe I'll let you kill him for me.

- Uday.

No.

I don't know him. It's meaningless.

If I am going to kill somebody,

I want to know why I'm going to do it.

Uday.

Uday.

- You f***er!

- Easy, easy.

You should be ashamed of your...

Motherf***er.

Come into my bedroom. Come on.

Would you like a drink? A nice drink?

I like to drink whiskey.

Take it, here, here.

Would you like some?

Would you like some?

That's it. In just one. In one. In one.

You're very beautiful.

You're a very beautiful girl.

Beg me... Beg me to f*** you.

Beg me. Go on, beg me to f*** you.

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