The Inspector General Page #3

will be better than the medicine.

Do you remember me? I'm the

fellow with all the diseases, but

there is nothing wrong with me.

The medicine is a fake, I'm a fake,

Yakov is a fake.

This is no good. I tell you mother, we are

cheating all the people, don't you see?

We wash windows with it, furniture polish.

All the people. Pardon me. All the

people back there.

Yakov!

Yakov...Yakov!

Georgi... Georgi!

You....

Look Yakov, a fish.

We can have supper now. Put it

near the flame.

- It's mine Yakov.

- It's mine now. Yeah, but I caught it.

I took it.

When you learn a little more about

taking and a little less about giving,

you can come back.

- I'm sorry about that poor old woman.

- Being sentimental is not good.

In this life it's dog eat dog. Bite and

scratch. Grab everything for

yourself and hold on like a leech.

- You can't even pick a pocket.

- Yes I can so do it.

I'm a good thief Yakov. Even better

than you, see?

- That's my watch.

- When did you get it? In the water.

Please Yakov don't send me off. I'll

do anything you want. I'll be hard as nails.

- I'll steal my own mother's teeth.

-I'll believe it when I see it, get out.

Oh all right, I'll go.

- Right after supper.

- You get out of here.

- Why you iliterate numbskull you.

- I'm not iliterate!

You're not huh? Read that.

- Read it?

- Read it!

- Who can read on am empty stomach?

- Read it and I'll give you supper.

It's say ah, ah.

Oh this is very interesting. Your

handwriting shows defi nite

character, it shows...

your generous and wouldn't refuse

a hungry man...

- Read it!

- It says, dear sir.

- It says, "To whom it may concern".

- That's right, I was testing you.

Best personal regards, Napoleon.

Here you are.

- Maybe I can't read or write, but I'm not iliterate.

- You're nothing just a mill stone, get

out of here.

- GET OUT!

-Good-bye Yakov.

To Whom It May Concern. What a

silly way to start a letter.

To Whom It May Concern. What a

silly way to start a letter.

The sailor loves the sea when the

wind blows fair.

The Arab loves the desert and the

sand which is there. The Farmer.

Sandwiches...

- Go get it.

- Oh, just the bottom of the barrel.

What do you want?

I thought you men wouldn't mind

sharing a little of your food with a....

- On your way you tramp. We

hardly got enough for ourselves.

- Go on, get on your way.

- Well you just gave a little piece to the dog.

- The dog does something for his food.

What'd I tell you. Go on. Go away.

- Oh he's moody.

- If I could just have a little piece.

Wait a minute. Otto, come here.

Roll over.

- Can you do that? Could I have a little piece?

- Can you do that?

Roll over? Let's

see you do that.

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