Boomerang Page #7

Don't make me repeat myself.

What happened? I mean

who killed me in the end?

My kids are sleeping.

Please turn the music off,

so I don't have to do it.

I had twins, you know.

Really? I'm so

happy for you.

Which moron left a candle lit

downstairs? F***ing idiot!

The man's returned

from the dead!

I was never dead.

I'm a professional. I sleep

with a bulletproof vest.

'The Resurrection

of Inspector Butt'.

I'll have to kill him again.

'The Bar Owner's Threat'.

I'll have to kill him again.

I had twins.

You don't say!

Mom? -Go home.

Do you know what time it is!?

Can I stay until midnight

at least, mom? -Okay.

You've never kissed me.

- What?

What do you mean I haven't?

What's up with you?

Excuse me, what's the

name of this dump?

You don't remember me?

- No.

But when I was screwing you

last night, you remembered me.

This maniac is

harassing me, son.

Mom, that's Uncle Bobby.

He loves you.

It's you!

Enough already!

My kids are sleeping!

Way to go, man!

Why, man?

- I've no idea!

Way to go, man!

Who left a candle lit

downstairs? F***ing idiot!

Give it to me!

You could at least have

wrapped it in newspaper

so the neighbors would

think it's a leg of lamb.

Come tomorrow for the

Kalashnikovs and ammo.

There are people waiting

for me inside. I've got to go.

I said it might be a bad day.

But this is a catastrophe!

SERBIA' S GUARDIAN ANGEL

IS WITH YOU AGAIN.

AFTER EXACTLY 90 MINUTES,

JUST AS I TOLD YOU.

WHAT' S THERE

TO SAY IN THE END?

PEACE HAS ITS PRICE.

THE PEOPLE YOU SAW

ARE HARMLESS.

DON'T WORRY. THEIR

ARGUMENTS WILL ONLY

STRENGTHEN:

THEIR FRIENDSHIPS,

CREATE NEW LOVES,

WHICH MAY LEAD:

TO MORE CHILDREN.

AND PLEASE DON'T JUDGE THEM.

THEY ARE A BIT CLUMSY

IN SHOWING THEIR EMOTIONS,

BUT THEY ARE NOT BAD PEOPLE.

LET' S GIVE THEM A CHANCE.

THEY WOULD CERTAINLY

LIKE TO MEET YOU

AND BUY YOU A BEER

IN SOME OTHER BAR,

BECAUSE, FORTUNATELY,

OUR BOOMERANG:

NO LONGER EXISTS.

THE END:

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