Autumn Page #5
And some crackers...
and probably mayo in the fridge.
- Excellent
But not quite what I want.
- Not really.
That we never can do, right?
Do you?
- Of course.
I would never be able to slaughter a pig
to make ham.
I know.
You think we do well?
Thus on the shore of the lake?
Yes.
It is like you said, it is getting stronger.
It is an uphill battle.
I wonder if we can do something
with what is left over.
All these seem to be rotting.
They will soon be gone.
and then everything will be much easier.
And what about diseases?
There are hundreds of hospitals
throughout the country.
But we do not know
what we have to use drugs.
That is true, but that we find.
And what if we both get sick?
How do we know what we fail?
We read books and we learn.
Michael, what chance have we really?
- We have many options.
We have come here, I am sure
we have much more to come.
You're right... I'm sorry.
It is sometimes difficult.
I do not.
We better go back
then we are safe.
Go away, away!
Way!
Block with your foot!
Running through it!
I see nothing.
- There is no time, just straight ramming!
They will murder us, the idiots!
Up, up, come!
Okay?
Jesus Christ!
Hey, come on, put him down.
Carl... Carl... involved?
What happened when you were there?
This is Carl.
- That is good, he is better soon.
No change?
- It it still.
Are you serious?
I think this house no longer come.
I go back and turn the generator.
Maybe some of it off.
What do you mean, hundreds
instead of thousands?
Carl, Carl what do you do?
Go away, this house is a mess, Carl!
I do mind, okay?
Nonsense!
- We have no time for discussions.
bastards!
Come on, out!
Carl, did not live.
his will to live.
We all had nothing to lose.
Only our lives.
If a race suddenly no longer
to expectations,
life can lose its importance.
On the other hand...
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