Vive la France Page #5

Or what?

I want my kidney now!

Give me my kidney

or you give your kidney to me,

old nanny goat!

Calm down!

Security!

What?

Give me your kidney too!

Give me break, I did nothing to you.

Calm down!

They're the victims!

It's a scandal,

taking kidneys from people!

They have documents?

- No.

- Undocumented then?

Right, they're off

to the holding center.

The what?

A resort without a pool or turista.

- Only foreigners.

- Please!

My kidney...

Stand up!

You're crazy! He's in pain!

Sure.

We know all these gypsy tricks

with their fake chairs and limbs.

- Where is the center?

- Up north.

In Toulouse.

Don't worry!

I'll get you out, I promise.

I won't let you down!

Right, Mario and Luigi,

we can't verify your identities

so you'll be deported

to your home country.

That's it, it's all over.

My kidney's gone for good!

Screw your kidney!

We've brought shame on our land.

We'll be executed,

we won't go to paradise!

You understand me?

Absolutely. We speak French.

Good, that'll save time.

What country then?

Taboulistan.

Seriously? Does it exist?

I never heard of it.

Between Afghanistan,

Tajikistan and Kirghizstan.

Give me an in-stan to type it!

You're not even on Google Maps.

The only result

is a Lebanese restaurant up the road.

We not Lebanese!

There's no extradition treaty

so we'll ship you off fast.

Here we go...

A flight for Baghdad

tomorrow morning.

Baghdad?

But we not Arabs, we Tabouls.

No beard, only moustache.

Same difference.

- Not same!

- 3,000 km away!

A hike will do you good.

You can call your tribe

just over there.

Welcome to Club Med.

Baghdad?

What become us in Baghdad?

Alin? It's Yannick Noah.

Five days without news!

I very angry,

you filthy trashcan hound!

Now I hear what? You still alive?

I even more angrier!

It not our fault.

Plane not go to Paris.

Police arrest us

and send us back.

Shut up!

I swear on my life of mine,

if you come back here

and Eiffel Tower standing,

I unleash hell on an old gentleman

I go to fetch from your village...

Yes, Dada!

Say hi, Dada.

Hi.

Hi, Dada!

I bring him to get air,

he was too pale.

Very kind, Alin.

Take walk, Dada.

Turn right!

If you hesitate,

Dada not always miss bullets.

Get it?

I count on you.

Goodbye, Alain.

Take it, for you.

- What's that?

- Money.

We not go Baghdad.

Put that away.

Who do you think I am?

We have ethics here in France.

Ethics?

What's ethics?

No idea.

Then again...

there may be another way...

All right...

It's Croc-Croc's birthday

and Fragada

brings him his present.

Come here.

You too.

You're good, you devils.

It's party time.

You're having fun.

Start dancing.

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