The Suicide Shop Page #2
No regrets
Or remorse
I will finally be dead.
- This isn't very joyful
Admit it
But it's like that.
Admit it,
It's no use
of crying for him.
No sh*t-
And yet I believed in it.
I did my best.
Whatever I could.
But I admit defeat.
He isn't wrong
He is right.
At this stage anyway
Might as well blow his brains out.
Aren't you tired of watching suicides?
- Yes, a little.
It isn't too much fun.
- You are right.
I will talk to mom.
It's OK.
- What's going on?
Phone
ambulance, maternity.
Go on, ma'am.
Push, go!
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Yes! It's a boy!
A very beautiful baby.
Oh, he smiled.
What's that?
My son smiles? No, he isn't.
It must be a fold of mouth.
Why would he smile?
- It looks like a smile.
That would be amazing.
Nobody ever smiled
in our family.
Mishima, come here.
Why?
The client says Alan smiled.
What's that story?
He must have a diarrhea.
It may be confused with a smile,
But it's not. It's just a grin.
Look.
If you push down the corners of the mouth
he's sulking
Like his brother and sister
Since they were born.
Let go, to see.
Tickle tickle...
You see, he's smiling.
Alright! What did you want?
A rope.
To hang myself.
- Good. Follow me.
Your ceiling is high?
- Uh... like that.
- You do not know?
The noose is all ready.
Just put your head through it.
Here, it's a gift. My pleasure.
How can that be? He smiles?
- It was a pleasure to see
a baby smile.
Yes, yes, it is.
Come on, go home.
You've better things to do there.
- Goodbye, sir.
- That's not true.
- Sh*t!
Oh, sh*t!
Good morning.
I keep telling you, not "good morning."
You must say "bad morning"
and "goodbye" rather than "see you"
since they will never come back.
When will you understand that?
What can I do for you?
As a matter of fact,
We are hesitating.
- It would be for Mister,
or Madam?
We would like to go together.
- Good. It is more advantageous.
For Valentine's Day
we have a deal for couples.
- What are you hiding behind your back?
What will we do with you?
You drew your sister busy and pretty.
Don't you see she's useless and ugly?
Ugly, I'm ugly.
I'm really ugly.
And there he's,
making his sister cry.
Oh, it's snowing...
- Hum... Well, to us.
- What do you say?
- It's sad.
Exactly, that's sad.
And that's why it's pretty.
- That's it.
You will be happy.
- Alan, what do they say?
- See you, good night...
Pardon me.
My mistake.
Goodbye.
Damn. Too late.
- How are the news?
- Alarming.
- Good. It is good for us.
Emergency. I am going.
There, there I am coming...
- Please.
- What is it?
It's urgent. I can't stand it.
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