Barwy ochronne Page #6

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Hurry! Get your pants on! Your shoes!

Stop shivering! Come on!

Let him get some murdering.

You hauled me out of bed for this?

- Come on!

- Why?

- You'll see something.

- I'm sleepy.

You'll see a sight!

One of nature's miracles.

Quiet now!

- It's all over.

- So let's get back.

We're too late.

No we're not.

- Look!

- I can't see a thing.

Lay off!

See who it was with?

What do I care?

A litte more respect, my friend.

Fascinating.

Did you see who she was with?

Sorry.

- Give me my shoe!

- Certainly not!

What an interesting

sociological phenomenon!

Trod in a turd?

Sh*t!

Did you see who it was? Out with it!

Why don't you answer?

Don't take it to heart so much.

Go and wash your little feet.

Who would you expect?

It could be the lifeguard.

By the size of him.

It could even be the Rector.

But that would be corny.

And he's too heavy.

Lovely! Wham-bam!

It turned out to be nobody.

A zero.

Go on, put your shoes on.

And the girl... hot stuff, clean...

He did not sweat either.

He took her like he owned her.

And the laugh's on you.

Tie them properly.

Wait!

Just what's so funny?

The deeper moral in all this.

What would that be?

If you like I'll tell you.

Jakub!

Jakub!

Quit fooling!

Oh God!

Get up! Please! Quit fooling!

Jakub! Oh, Jesus!

What's got into you? Jarek!

Have you gone berserk?!

Jarek, come on!

Are you crazy?!

Come on, cool off!

I'll kill you!

What do you know?

The beast in you came out after all.

If it had,

you'd be dead.

Who knows?

That might have been better for me.

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