Ciske de Rat Page #4

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We will be quiet, take a book

and read for a moment.

And you, sit down.

Hey, Rat, did you run

into a street pole?

Kids... I've got very bad news.

Dorus Keulemans...

died this morning.

Yes?

I want to say something

to Mrs. Keulemans.

I think it's awful...

If you hadn't been

pushing that school trip,

he might never

have gotten sick!

You shouldn't say that, Job!

Dorus has asked me

to give you this.

He loved you very, very much.

Would you like to

say good-bye to him?

Dorus is dead.

I think you'd better go home,

or you'll be in trouble again.

Cis, you shouldn't

come for while.

What a coincidence.

I'd been planning to come

and see you this afternoon.

Come in.

You won't believe me...

when I tell you what that

miserable rat did just now!

Mrs. Freimuth... why don't you

simply agree to the divorce?

It's none of your business.

It's not pleasant

for you either...

these quarrels all the time.

Why keep up your obstructions?

Or do you resent them

getting married

before the child arrives?

Oh, Chris, will you see

who it is? I'm beat.

Oh, you silly twit.

Get out of here

before I throw you out!

You seem to forget,

I'm Ciske's guardian.

You can stuff your

guardian bit up your ass!

And as that school of yours,

he won't be back!

If Ciske isn't at school

tomorrow, I'll call the police.

Do as you like!

And bug off!

Hi, doll.

How about it?

Tell me, how do I look, huh?

Hey, lay off, will ya!

Where're we going?

I thought that you loved me.

I'm not a whore, you know...

It's just for once.

What are you

whining about, Marie...

You like it, don't you?

Come on. I'm not asking you to

do anything dreadful, am I?

You can earn a

pile of money with it.

Hey, doll, you're not going

to look any better you know,

with all that crying.

Yes, one moment...

Well, what'll it be...

Yes, or no?

I can get a dozen others

instead of you, dumb broad!

FOR PEACE AND DISARMAMENT!

AGAINST WAR AND FASCISM

Why do you always

scorch the leftovers?!

You've got it in for me, too,

haven't you?

Nobody's gonna waltz over me!

Move, you're in the way!

Why is it always such

a bloody mess here?

Ah, get stuffed,

you b*tch!

Why don't you play

whore for Henri?!

Off to bed with you.

Didn't you hear me?

Get to bed, I said.

Get cracking!

Look out!

Don't, please!

Give it back!

Rotten b*tch!

Give it to me.

Chris!

Marie! Marie!

Help! Help!

Help!

Aunt Jane!

Aunt Jane!

Cis, what's wrong?

What's up, Cis?

What's the matter?

Maybe she's dead.

Surely it won't be

as bad as all that.

You can lie down in my

bed for now, warm up a bit...

then I'll go and see

what has happened.

She can go.

Cis...

Cis...

Wake up now.

Come, Sweetheart.

You have to get dressed.

Your mother is dead.

I don't want to.

Aunt Jane, I'm so scared.

Ciske, the time's come.

You need to?

Regulations, Sir.

JUVENILE KILLER GETS

MAXIMUM SENTENCE

Get rid of that newspaper.

I don't know what to say...

When they let me out,

can I come and live

with you and Aunt Jane?

Course! And I'm not

leaving you again.

Come, young Freimuth.

Leave him.

I wish I had done away

with her myself.

That wouldn't have

been much help.

Will he ever get over it?

Nobody knows.

This is the smallest size.

Good luck.

Quiet, Antonissen!

- Yes, Sir.

You'll report after supper.

Yes, Sir.

Prisoner Freimuth.

Cap... off!

Cap... off!

We're not at all fond of

people who pull knives.

Yes, Sir.

The judge has been very

lenient with his six months

as far as I'm concerned.

Yes, Sir.

You try and play up just once

and I'll see to it

that your stay here will be

damned unpleasant.

Understood?

Yes, Sir.

Mr. Vergeer! Would you remove

this vermin from my room?

Cap... on!

Where's your spoon?

I don't know.

If you lose your

spoon once more,

you'll be eating with your

fingers from that time on.

Yes, Sir.

Look straight ahead!

Mother killer.

Mother killer.

Mother killer.

Murderer... murderer...

murderer...

murderer... murderer...

Leave me be, you bastards!

Stop it!

Bugger!

You buggers!

You buggers -

What's going on here?

He hit me all of a sudden.

His bucket fell over.

Mop it up!

- No!

Mop it up!

- No!

Visser! Buer!

Take over.

It wasn't Freimuth's fault -

Shut up!

We'll break you

of these bad habits.

Attention!

I'd like to see him alone

for a minute.

I hadn't expected

to find you here.

Mr. Chaplain?

Ciske, wasn't that your name?

How could it happen?

I don't want to talk about it.

Not with me, either?

You're Ciske's guardian?

I'm de Goey.

We do our best to create a bit

of a pleasant atmosphere here.

Please, sit down.

I'm glad you found

a moment to come.

How is he doing?

Could be better.

He desperately clings

to the thought that

he'll be going to live with his

father and his aunt afterward.

So... you'll understand

that your letter

was a bit of a shock.

I don't think that it'll ever

be solved between those two.

And...

...what's to become

of Ciske then?

Then he'll have to find

his own way.

Have you had a talk with her?

Yes. But... she won't build her

future on the death of another.

Shall we go and have a look?

Gosh... twins.

My dad will be real proud.

How is everyone at school?

Bettie wants to know when

you think you'll be back.

Mr. Maatsuyker won't let me

stay on at school anymore...

I guess.

It's for the best, they know

so much about you there.

What are the boys like here?

I've got one friend.

The others play beastly tricks.

And you don't

join in, I suppose?

Inside, Freimuth.

Time's up.

Yes, Sir.

I'll say hello

to everyone for you.

You may be satisfied

with your ward,

he's making good progress.

He is already quite a different

boy than the insolent,

undisciplined tough one

we received here.

I want to see the Governor!

I want to go home!

I want to go home!

I want to see the Governor!

I want to see the Governor!

If you don't let me go,

then I'll jump!

You silly fool!

You don't have the guts for it.

I'm jumping!

I'd sooner die than spend

another day in this place.

Frans! The Governor

has promised that...

you won't be punished if

you come down immediately!

Nothing of the sort!

Mr. Reinders,

in the name of God.

Let me talk with him.

I wouldn't think of it.

I refuse to be blackmailed.

You got everything?

Yes, Sir.

And remember, Ciske...

You've done your time

and it's all over. Forever.

Even Aunt Jane doesn't

want me anymore.

I'm sure that she still

loves you very, very much.

I don't think so.

We can't always have things

the way we want them, Ciske.

You must know that by now.

Freimuth! All the best.

Yes, Sir.

Show them that you're a man.

Yes, Sir.

Mr. Bruis...

Chin up.

Hi, dad.

Hi, rascal.

Won't you come in a minute?

Why don't you go to the

Crisis Committee some time?

That's what they're for.

Would you like

something to drink?

No, my wife is waiting for me.

I could never have

managed without you.

We'll keep in touch.

And if there's anything,

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