Bog of Beasts Page #2

It's the famous floppy cock, hey?

He must be pissed out of his brain.

It's gonna be cock and c*nt

all night long, just look at that!

Give it and take it,

give it and take it.

I'm feeling fairly

spaced out, all right?

I gave Maria Jos

a good poke yesterday.

F***ing hell. You're shagging

her every f***ing day?

Every f***ing day.

Yesterday I gave her a good poking.

Hey Ccero, does she still cry?

No f***ing way!

After she went whimpering

to her f***ing mother,

I took her to one side and told her the

more she whimpered the angrier I'd get,

and there'd be sh*t to pay.

And that sister of hers?

That f***ing slut is getting

shagged in Recife.

I bumped into her the other night,

pissed out of her brain.

You didn't give her one?

Of course you didn't.

Only messed about a bit.

Dad slipped her one though.

He's too f***ing much.

Look! We're meeting there

after ten, aren't we?

Yeah. I've got a few things to sort out

and then we'll meet over at Margarida's.

Oh! F*** off! Give me

that f***ing sh*t!

F***ing hell! Calm down!

It's no f***ing good!

You f***ing son of a whore!

Where the f*** has this van got to?

Oh, for f***'s sake.

Where's the money Auxiliadora?

- Have you still got any washing to do?

- Yes, sir.

We've run out of soap.

So when you go over on Wednesday to

get the washing, you can buy some.

Got to occupy this girl's mind,

otherwise the devil'll take it over!

Come on!

Here's the car with

the special offers.

Bread, biscuits, cakes, sweets.

Don't waste time!

I'll be in Salgueiro at least

by morning.

I'll only be able to sleep then.

If not. No f***ing cargo nor nothing.

Good evening. How are you doing?

- How are things?

- Fine.

And down at the bog?

How are things down there?

Now that they're cutting sugar

cane again things have picked up.

And here? What's business like here?

Ah, I can't complain.

Everybody's raring for

some fun tonight...

and I think there'll be

more drivers in later.

I'm going over to the church.

So when they arrive, send them over.

Don't worry I'll send them

over sure enough. Bye.

Look who it is. The old man.

The old man?

Didn't I tell you he'd be here?

The old devil never misses.

- Let's go over?

- Come on!

I can't wait to see the girl!

- Let's get going then?

- I'll get the bill!

That's it, Auxiliadora. Home.

Move yourself.

With this money, I'm going to have

the front of the house paved.

And while I'm at it,

I'll cut that tree down too.

I'll get Maninho to do it.

Pretty!

What are you after?

Come on pretty girl, get in. Jump in.

After what? After what?

- You f***ing little bastard.

- What is it?

F***ing bastard.

Take this, you fat prick!

You f***ing son of a whore.

Up your f***ing arse!

I was just thinking that on your own

you're going to take much longer...

than you promised to

dig that cesspool.

Heitor is going on and on about it.

Just as well he hasn't got

back from town yet.

Why not get the boys to lend a hand?

Do you think so?

They'll be going over

to dance maracatu tomorrow.

If they don't,

there'll be no fun at all.

Can you smell something strange?

It must be the sugar mill.

Rubbish! You think I don't know

the smell from the sugar mill?

This is the rottenes of the wopld.

I called by the filling station

again, Everardo.

F***ing hell, she's sh*t hot.

I was coming here and I saw her

and the old man waiting for the van.

Just think! Absolute misery.

A locksmith once told me you can

open whatever door you want.

You want to break open the safe.

Is that what you want?

So spread open the girl's legs!

But there's more. Oh!

They say she's a virgin.

Just think.

Even more so being the daughter of

that f***ing grandfather of hers!

- She's the old man's daughter?

- The gradfather's daughter.

What a f***ing bastard! I told

the old f***er to go f*** himself.

He just stood there shaking like a leaf.

Stupid old bastard!

Hey. I remembered you a lot this week.

Last Thursday, some guy there

in Recife drank so much he died.

Imagine! The bastard wakes up with

a stinking hangover - dead!

Come on slags!

Come on. Close the doors and

off with your clothes.

C*cks are throbbing and ready for it.

Let's go everybody!

Everybody naked! Everybody stripped!

You sons of b*tches.

Arlindinho, where's the f***ing butter.

I want to f*** arse.

Close this f***ing door.

It's cock, now it's c*nt!

Everardo's gonna f*** the old vulture.

Gonna shove it up her arse

I want arse, I want arse.

Where's the butter?

Maninho. Are you still poking

around with this damned hole?

I'm just straightening it up.

I can only dig deeper tomorrow.

And you have to work at night?

Today I had to, because during

the day I had things to do.

But tomorrow morning I'll be here

bright and early! First thing.

These people know exactly how to

get to me! Always trying my patience.

There's the whole world

to dig this hole in,

but no, it has to be right next

to my house. Very good.

So I'll have to spend

the rest of my old age...

Iooking after the sh*t of the world.

Huh! All right. Come on, in you go.

Said you were tired, and now just

standing there daydreaming!

Get out here of! F***ing old git!

F*** her Everardo.

F*** her, f*** her,

f*** her! F*** her!

Go on Everardo!

F*** her.

Split the b*tch right open.

Get the butter.

Die you f***ing slag!

I don't know if I left it here,

or at the Town Hall,

I really don't.

I'm almost sure I left it...

Mum! My head is f***ing splitting!

Shut the f*** up. I'll end up dying.

No you won't.

I wonder if your father

picked this envelope up?

I'm going to get the car, ok?

- Have you had lunch?

- Not yet.

I only want fried eggs and beans.

With a runny yolk.

But burnt underneath.

- Where are you going with the car?

- For a drive round.

Ccero, my boy,

be carfeul with your life!

Amara! You can fry his egg, you hear?

And put it on the table.

He's about to have lunch.

I have to get going.

If you find that envelope call me

on the mobile, all right?

I need it urgently.

Bye!

What do you intend to do with this?

I don't see any reason.

It's of more use than playing around

with that maracatu dance troupe.

There's dancing today!

We're going to rehearse for the

parade in Recife on Saturday.

They're paying us quite well for it.

Quite well, huh?

I'll believe that one, Mrio.

They're paying us one thousand,

five hundred, plus snacks!

You'll all get rich very soon!

It's better than cutting sugar cane.

Even sugar mills don't exist any more.

Cutting cane Mrio is real work.

Clowning around in the middle of

the streets, that's not work.

This one spends his

whole day whistling.

Why the devil do the poor

like whistling so much?

He's poor but he's happy.

You're always going on

about something.

Let the people dance, man.

Don't know why they invented

this idea of a cesspool here.

I've never seen a cesspool take

as long as this one.

I've seen a birth last five days,

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