Bog of Beasts Page #4

You shameless devil!

Show some respect!

If not, I'll break your back for you.

Respect? To you?

And what do you know about respect?

Everyone here knows all

about your respect.

I'm gonna wait for her to appear.

And I want to see if

you dare say anything.

Are you mad or what? You pest!

F*** it. I'm going home.

Go! You cretin.

Hey Auxiliadora, come outside!

Look here, Maninho!

Don't play around with me.

Come on Auxiliadora. Come with me.

You think it's a cesspol

that I'm digging.

But it's not.

It's your grave, creature from hell.

Go to hell.

Come out Auxiliadora.

I'm waiting for you!

Go home, boy. Idiot!

Auxiliadora is mine!

Go away.

I'm going.

You just go on and on.

I want to see you six feet under.

Six feet under.

Auxiliadora could be here with me.

Families! F***ing families.

Load of sh*t!

They're spiritual snails.

You know what I do with them!

Look what I do with them.

I squash with my hands! You see?

And your mother?

F***ing dog!

What a f***ing b*tch!

The f***ing slag doesn't

even treat me...

like a member of the family.

Forget it. Forget it.

To Ceasar what comes from Ceasar.

Even here things

are beinning to fall apart.

Falling apart. F***!

But then what can you expect?

Smoking dope in front of

the whole family?

I don't owe explanations to anyone!

Bunch of f***ing wankers.

That's why I say!

With this hand I stroke

the devil's head...

And with this other one,

just f***ing watch out!

I wonder if she'll show up today?

What?

That little tyke from

the filling station.

Heh! I wonder if she'll turn up today?

She didn't go last week.

Then you said that she's the

gradfather's daughter.

Isn't that so?

That's what the people say.

What a f***ing farce!

That made me feel... f*** me!

I'm off home, you hear?

I don't give a f***ing toss about

them at home. Go. Go.

I'm gonna take this bastard film.

Bastard film.

Today, I'm off to Recife

With all the people here

Today, I'm off to Recife

With all the people here

To show them how to dance

The rural maracatu

That row is going to start

any minute now...

Auxiliadora!

When you take the washing this

afternoon and get the money...

she does know you're going

to pick up the money?

All right. So, get the money and

go over to the filling station.

We need to get some cash

coming into this house.

I don't like it either.

But needs must be.

You're a big girl now.

You know right from wrong.

So go to Dona Angelina's,

tell her we need this...

and that she should take care

of you.

And to give you the money

afterwards.

I trust you.

Mind my words.

Ccero?

Ccero.

Ccero, my boy. Ccero, wake up!

I'm talking to you. Ccero!

You're such a f***ing pain

in the arse.

What did you say?

You f***ing deaf or what?

Don't talk to your mother

like that.

Don't talk to your mother like that.

Why not? Where are you going?

- Where are you off to?

- I've got to go out.

It's already four o'clock.

To sign out the cars for the

maracatu from the bog.

And you wake me up

to tell me that?

No! I woke you up to feel

irritated.

Surrounded by a load of useless

males.

Oh God! Dona Margarida's

moaning the whole day long.

If only I had the money.

It's getting more difficult

to be free of this sh*t.

But at first you said this was

the best place you'd worked.

That before, you never got paid.

Better than getting involved

with these sugar people.

I want a future.

Oh! You want to get married now,

like Bela.

Shut the f*** up about the vulture.

I hope she's dead. F***ing slag.

Oh Dra, weren't you supposed to be

doing the bathrooms today?

The afternoon's almost over and

I haven't seen one bucket of water.

- Calm down. I'm going in a minute.

- In a minute - no!

Everyone here has their duty.

But not Dora! She's better than

anyone else. The queen.

My dear, "now" means

"now"!

I've already told you I'm gonna

clean the f***ing bathroom! F***.

She's on at us the whole f***ing

day here. But not at night.

Because then there's no clients

in this miserable chicken hut.

You don't like it?

Pack your up sh*t,

and drag that tired c*nt

of yours elsewhere.

Don't worry, I'm off tomorrow.

I said now. Little miss slag.

In my house, if you don't

show me respect! Out!

Now slut, now!

Now! This is the moment.

I should have gone ages ago.

Anyone disagrees with this?

If there is and you want to

leave, best leave now.

I give the orders.

I am watching you.

Things are getting too

soft around here.

I know what's waiting

for me in Recife

With pleasure and happiness

And if Jesus helps

It'll be a poetic show

Son of a b*tch! Go on, go on!

Son of a whore!

Let's get going!

I've drunk one hell of a lot today.

Just one more and die.

Look, it's that f***ing slag.

Let's give her a good going over?

Let's f*** her over?

Hey little Dora.

Come over here. Come on.

Let's go then. Come on!

Today, my luck has turned!

Finally.

Let's bless her.

Let's go to the cinema. Shall we?

Where are you taking me?

It is something dirty?

Let's go son of a b*tch!

Don't go so fast Everardo.

Careful!

What kind of time do you

call this, Maninho?

Your thick head's better now...

so you thought you'd come

banging round here...

- Isn't it a little late for that?

- I've alread said that...

Look! I certainly didn't like the

liberty you took with Auxiliadora.

I didn't take any lilberties

with anyone.

I just hope that you don't carry

on this way.

And that when you finish

the cesspool, you disappear.

I never want to see you around

my house ever again.

Understand?

Finish your work and good night.

Just you wait!

Oh! The old boy didn't come today?

I've brought her today.

She's under my control tonight.

If you want to touch,

you'll have to pay.

There it is.

First class.

An angel.

To touch her,

it's another business.

There's your business.

Ok. That's enough. There's a queue.

Mind the queue.

Leave this to me now.

Come on. Come on.

Get your knickers off.

Go on get them off.

"Come, come, come...

You need imagination to live..."

Go on whore. Show us your c*nt.

Get it out.

Get those little tities out!

"I don't want to get hurt

any more...

In this dream where

I wake up alone..."

We don't want any of this

misery sh*t. Come on b*tch.

"Come, come...

I cry without any comfort..."

Get 'em off.

This f***ing vodka is running out.

Go on Everardo.

He almost fell over.

Hey, just a minute.

Calm down everybody.

I'll have to charge a lot for this.

This is expensive.

Let me go! I've had enough

of this.

Let me go!

Hey! No! Let me go!

Shut your f***ing mouth, slag!

Hold on to her.

Stop it.

Shut your mouth b*tch.

Go on! Shove it in,

shove it up her.

Poke the f***er right up

inside her!

You need this shoved up

your f***ing arse.

Shove the pole up

her f***ing arse.

Rip her f***ing insides to bits.

Black, whore and poor...

you're meant to have

it shoved up the arse.

Let the f***ing slag go.

Get out. Come on, out!

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