Vive la France Page #2

- Where he going?

- Thief!

Crook!

Is it far now?

Very hard.

I not find Corsica on map.

Sun there.

We go there.

Hello, merchant.

What's this?

We look way to Paris.

What am I? A tour guide?

French not very nice.

This isn't France!

This is Corsica!

Don't understand.

For Paris, turn round

and walk north.

When you see d*ckheads, you're there!

Thank you.

What a way to treat people!

Have a seat.

Just ignore my brother.

Female scum!

Calm.

Something to eat?

Yes, madam merchant.

We very hungry...

Sausage, sheep's cheese, dessert?

No, tabbouleh.

Sorry,

this isn't a Lebanese restaurant.

Tabbouleh not from Lebanon,

from Taboulistan.

Where?

What?

Napoleon! Bonaparte! Attack!

Feruz!

Let go!

What you do?

Not my fault.

No time for that now.

Come!

I'll waste you!

Anyone here?

Village idiot!

You as hardheaded as horny goat!

Why?

What did Alin say?

He say not hit woman.

If not, big problem!

Next time you hear woman speak,

imagine it man,

that it's same. Ok?

Not understand.

Feruz...

For me?

France...

Elegance...

Fashion...

Pockets...

Hello, monsieur, I'd like...

some mustard!

Paris chic...

Good night, Michel.

Good night, Yannick.

Tomorrow... Paris!

Ange, what is this?

You said it was empty!

I don't know.

The neighbor said so.

We waste them?

No, grab them!

Get in!

We can use them.

Read this.

Do it or you'll end up

with your heads on a flag too!

To the camera!

Hello, I'm Franois Pinete.

Hello.

I'm Christian Pinete.

We shall be

freed in return

for the release of...

...our brothers, Jean-Luc Domenico,

Paoli de Cinneci...

Dinini.

Doum!

Stop crying.

They're nothing like the brothers.

The moustaches are fooling you.

Sorry to insist

but they have Alsatian accents.

Let me see.

Nothing like them!

Who the hell are you, guys?

Michel Platini.

Yannick Noah.

I'm not f***ing stupid!

Who are you?

- Who?

- Not shoot!

We terrorists too. We hate French.

Usually, we do terror,

not opposite.

Not shoot!

Terrorists!

Shut up.

Shut up!

What's your mission?

Suicide attack on French imperialism!

Suicide bombers?

No!

Suicide bombers!

I told you to keep quiet,

you wimpy goat!

Doum, come here!

- Let's waste them.

- Cut it out.

They're not the owners!

They're refugees.

Maybe from Kosovo or Monaco.

Help them.

We've decided to help you.

For real?

Yes.

Solidarity.

Thank you!

Taboulistan thank you.

Sun there. We go there.

This first time I see the sea.

It's interesting.

Feruz...

Fire!

Sir...

Sir, can you hear me?

Are you ok?

Here, this should help.

Michel...

Wake up, Michel!

Wake up!

Here, take this.

Are we in paradise?

This is hell!

Away, demon!

It's all right.

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