Livide Page #2

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- She has no clue.

She is still searching for.

- What if we find him first?

Just a window strike. That's all.

- What? Are you crazy?

Since when you rob old ladies?

- What are you talking about?

Can you smell that?

The desire for a better life.

Or not? Or do you?

- Hello? Do I know you do?

Am I not enough?

What is going on?

What are you talking about?

I am 22 years old and I have the same

rough hands like my father.

Oh, I love the sea, very much.

But I do not die at sea.

Not as my father and his father before him.

I've got a choice.

And I choose not to die at sea.

I want to die on land.

Far away from here.

Take Ben once, for example. How long do you

even your mother's apron bows go down?

What are you talking about?

What is this?

I'm out of here. I see you guys.

- Lucie. Come on.

Hey, Lucie!

What is this? You're the one who always

your father's money problems yields. Do not you?

And since your mother died,

he must work a double shift every night.

Leave my mother out, please.

You're like a little child.

A villain, though perhaps too much honor,

which is only ideas can come to poor.

You were not just two months in jail?

Omwege theft of an old television set

from the garage of a policeman?

- Not that story again.

I was able geluist. And you know that too.

Go ahead. I must return to work.

Otherwise I get hits from my father.

But consider it, please.

Consider, okay?

Yes, my sweetheart.

Yes, we've come along this weekend.

Yes, I hang up.

Lucie is here and I must work.

I'll pass.

Lucie.

Lucie, I must work.

Do you "sweetheart" use?

Although my mother

only eight months dead.

Your mother is irreplaceable.

But Janice is a nice woman.

And what would mother of Janice like?

They will soon be with us.

- What?

I leave you alone, dear.

We'll talk about tomorrow.

I must work. 'm Already late.

Hello?

- Okay. But only what we really need.

Only Lesson, what we need for an ideal life.

You will not regret getting.

I hope so.

Well, sailor? Do you have enough next to your friend

gain to an old lady to scare?

Wrong guess. You are here only

because you have a driving license.

Okay, next point.

- Nothing next point. Enough points.

Sh*t.

Sh*t.

We did better with the bike can go,

than in the scrapyard.

You know what? You both deserve

a little of this karma.

Hey, not a bad word about my treasure.

Okay? Just some startup problems.

Happy, happy, halloween,

Silver Shamrock ...

F*** you, ugly children!

See? I told you so.

He always starts eventually.

Wait, wait.

Park there.

We should play it safe.

From here we go on foot. Here.

Seriously? This is my pillow.

- Shut up.

Wait, William,

So I understand it all.

You expect us two hours

walk through the dark

dressed as members of the Ku Klux Klan?

Seriously?

What should we do with it, man?

The old woman the fright

of her life?

"You all right? Your money or your life".

What are we doing?

No.

- Are you done complaining? Here.

Come on.

Hopefully you're ready to

a pole to be run.

I'm ready to get rich.

Soon, we will all

enjoy the good life.

Breakfast in bed and everything.

If you want breakfast in bed, you must

eight o'clock in the morning in the kitchen.

We are around thirty minutes to

walking. I can not go.

My shoes are soaked.

How long before we get there, Lucie?

Stop that whistling, William.

- Do not worry. Nobody hears us here.

Not that way.

You should know, or not?

They say that if you whistle at

Saints that evil you hear.

You hear too much in that bar.

What is she doing?

"Light attracts up to the Grim Reaper.

- That I hear often, indeed.

Sh*t.

Good. Here.

I'm pretty disappointed.

This is almost too easy.

No sound until we reach the door.

- Do not worry.

I can scroll through the door,

if necessary.

Without a crowbar,

We can stand here all night.

No destruction or I'm out of here.

I warned you.

Hey, do not worry.

Come on, let's look around the corner.

Where are you going?

- Come on. Come on.

Now he wants to know.

I have a feeling,

that this was not best idea

working with you to commit a burglary.

It's not too late to return,

and a nice cold beer.

Welcome. Welcome.

Here I am.

I must tell you something very important.

Lucie paid the first round,

if we leave now.

Ben, a new life awaits you.

- Nothing can stop me inside to wait.

This leads nowhere.

We came here with no intention to

destruction to apply.

And we do not even know what we seek.

- We shall see.

So many people come and go.

Here.

Welcome.

And where are you going?

The daredevil may as before.

Come on, you.

Can?

Okay.

Ben? Hey, Ben.

Yes, I'm coming. You know I'm afraid

alone in the dark are, a**hole.

Can?

It is quite difficult to get back

to go outside.

Especially when we have a safe

around the bear.

We worry about it later.

Okay?

Anyway, if there are valuables

these are safe,

then it is certainly not the vault between these

inlet hose. Let's go upstairs.

Hey, Klavel.

What are you doing?

Do not forget that we

came through here.

And where is that old woman?

- Top floor.

Next.

I see almost nothing.

Maybe we can do to better the light.

Good idea.

We will call the police?

Ga is look around,

instead of spouting nonsense.

Will, I have no good feeling about this.

What would you do differently?

Would you give up now?

Will, look. I think it is silver.

'T Looks from rare.

Do you need a teapot?

- No, I do not -

Wow.

Seriously? A rusty scissors?

Are you a wanderer?

- How would I know. Leave me alone.

Her idea of ??a treasure is probably

a mountain of precious coins and jewels.

I hope so.

Sh*t.

Damn.

I sh*t in my pants here.

What do you think taxidermy pretty again?

- Taxidermie.

Barbarians.

- Taxidermie.

Hey, no trace behind?

- Yes. My excuse.

Looks like your girlfriend.

Sh*t. Everything is locked down here.

Does not matter.

We go upstairs.

What kind of pictures are these?

Jessel had only one daughter. She was

deaf since birth and is long dead.

Of the survivors, we will in any case

received no complaints.

Hey, come here.

What the hell is this again?

Dolls.

Gossiping at coffee time.

What a child

Well here wants to play?

This is nothing.

Women may first.

Sh*t.

Nothing sh*t. If this door is locked

and the other is not

there must be a reason for it, right?

I bet that my treasure lies there.

Great, but we have not the key.

And we do not know where it is.

No kidding, Sherlock.

- Jessel. She wears a key around her neck.

Stop it.

- That must be the key to this door.

If there is anything at all here behind.

- This old woman knows nothing.

They will not come up more awareness.

- I do not.

We borrow the key only.

For a while.

Well done, sister.

Sh*t.

- Come, let me try.

Okay, that's enough.

We break them.

This brings only problems.

We bring the key back and run away.

Stop agree with that negative thinking.

I guarantee you that -

Oh, brother, what have you done?

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