Mall
Malcolm, will you eat now?
I made fish sticks
with mashed potatoes.
Did you hear me?
Says Can not find what you want,
I decide for you.
The older you get,
the more you look like your father.
What did you paint? What is that?
Did you just say,
what I think you did?
Oh, Mal! Who should
clear this up?
How you doing here?
- Fine.
- Remove the cap.
- What's your name?
- Harry Haller.
This is private property.
Do not have an errand, go.
Pull yourself together.
You will not be arrested.
You know that.
You, I can drive you.
- I'll move me.
- Thank you.
I just think it's sad.
Which?
That you brainwashed into brutal Isere
And the people that I
can not sit where they want.
Come on.
- Big Brother is watching you too.
- I have no idea what it means.
Why would you do that?
Pull your pants up.
- Hi, Jeff.
- What happens Adelle?
Where are the others?
- What would cop?
- I do not know. He was bored.
- He said "pull your pants up"?
- Of course.
Original.
Probably the smartest, he said.
It is, as Orwell said. We live
in a big machine. All the figures.
It does not require torture to put me
place. I have no choice.
And that is what they want.
That one adds up.
Think of rats and fearlessness.
Do you know what I'm saying?
Forget it. See.
They built the center so it looks like
a place where people are stimulated.
But it's not real. Nobody goes
No one takes care of their
dystopian landscape architecture.
It's like a cardboard figure
of a shopping center.
Our world is
generated by computers and companies.
The imitate
real human experiences.
Artificial scented candles.
Artificial sex appeal.
Cultural simulation.
Nostalgia.
Fictitious memories.
Fabricated happiness.
Cake, straight from the oven.
Like those mother never cooked.
They smell good.
"... Is a bad joke,
a brutal miscarriage of urmoderen."
"For steppe wolf, we are not part
rational beings, but gods dren
Towards the complete
and immortality. "
- Do you have a bookmark in it?
- Yes. So I do not get lost.
That's sweet.
Steppeulven? Acting on
on a wolf, as "Wolf Dog"?
No, not really.
- Smoking is forbidden here, sir.
- Fill them with octane 95
- It is not appropriate for lawnmowers.
- I'm not mow.
He's cute. He has beautiful eyes.
But his voice is very light.
He sounds like a girl.
Wait, Cherise.
There was a madman. moment.
- 48.50 with petrol.
- And a pack of Marlboro Reds.
Will you give me the matches?
You giving me a bag?
You should lose weight.
You are a little overweight.
You stink. And have bad breath.
- You think so?
- Yes.
If you think the spirit is poor, taste
my cock, when it's in your ass.
My sperm is probably much healthier
for you than the bad, you've eaten.
Would you like it?
Suck on my dick covered with sh*t?
Yes.
So if someone gives you a piece of advice
be polite and follow it, and say thank you.
Thank you.
Just press the red button.
But be prepared for the consequences.
For now I will simply speak. Believe me,
I can do much more than that.
One day the kid suddenly realize
that he does not hate his kone..
..but his mother. But since he married
with her mother, it is too late.
Where do you get that stuff?
- I collect observations.
- Write them down. Write a book.
I will do.
Let me hear more observations.
Okay. Do you see that guy?
They just give good service.
Had a brief affair with the secretary,
and it was too weird.
He loves his wife, but has not
had sex with her for six years.
Since they got their youngest son.
He has gone out with
It started with catalogs,
when his wife made food..
...and the daughter was practicing
on his trumpet.
He began to recognize
models in various catalogs.
He took on various scenarios.
Ski Holidays.
10,000-meter team.
He recognized the girl on the poster there.
He ??saw her in a different catalog.
What about her?
She just quit smoking.
Yesterday she ate a pint of ice cream.
Her child slept for dinner, and the man
as "Monster truck" on TV.
So she led after the butts in the waste
and found one.
She sees herself in the mirror
every night.
She still think
that she is sexy.
But it seems the man is not.
He ??does not understand her appetite.
- Sugar get her in a good mood.
- Shoot me if I get that.
off strangers up and bun at motels.
She knows that she will do it.
But alcohol problem is cleared.
She has not fallen in
is actually the Steppeulv,
I often call me.
stray animals, which is not
a home or happiness -
- in a world that is strange
i and incomprehensible to him.
The man was the biggest, baddest
kid in the neighborhood, in Haiti.
He was good at that, so gangsters
made him a debt collector.
Then he fell in love. He would have
a new life, so he moved here.
They both work
as security guards in an IT company.
They worked hard, and every night
two o'clock they ate lunch together.
But she died.
He has an emptiness inside.
He ??began to pray to the Madonna
for forgiveness.
He vowed to make amends by working
hard and never hurt anyone again.
Every night he goes home to his empty
OPPORTUNITY..
..Eat fiskestuvning
And every night
he lies down on his knees and pray.
His brain is full
of snakes and demons.
He looks forward to tomorrow so he
can get up and go to work.
Wow.
Deep.
What about this guy?
He hates tuxedos
almost as much as his life.
But he knows the industry.
Goes a tuxedo down in value, he sells
it to a shop in a poor neighborhood.
He knows that most people only
goes in tuxedos twice in life.
First, the school prom.
And when their child gets married.
He dominates both markets.
He had a meaningless, difficult
affair with his accountant.
He f***ed her the night before
her wedding. Good for his ego.
But it was a long time ago now.
Jeff! Hello!
What is this? What are you doing, man?
- Do you smoke?
- No.
See Him...
- Hi, Adelle.
- Hello. Will you watch a movie?
- What?
- Well. The one with... that guy.
- Shel's in the box.
- Sure.
- I heard that it is bad.
- Jas.
- Shall we eat? I'm starving.
- It depends on whether Jeff has money.
- Yes, Jeff, what do you have?
- Nothing.
Resistant.
- I have not paid your loan.
- Now you're frugal, man.
Jeff. You can find out about the
money later, but right now...
- You can have my fries.
- I do not eat saturated fat.
Jas.
Buy a smoothie to me, okay?
Anything.
You always do, as the hooker will.
Do not talk like that about her.
Yeah, whatever.
Come on, man.
I have something for you.
Do you have any?
He looks familiar.
- Sir... What are you doing?
- What?
Come on, let's go.
Now we go.
Is it ecstasy?
It does not look it.
- This is it.
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