Mondo Bobo Page #2

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do they occur often?

Headaches, dizziness...

Yes. Sometimes the pain is

so intense it keeps me awake.

Goddamn piece of sh*t!

Come on, let's play.

Here's the nice golden ball.

It goes round round round...

Let's see, where is it?

Let's bet.

- This is mine. - That's mine.

Come on, let's see...

Nothing.

THE COUNTY JUDGE

Please.

The defendant is sent in

the psychology department

for mental health for observations.

THE SHRINK:

- It's hard to say in one sentence.

But I could say that the

results of the tests made

shown that the defendant

is very intelligent

well educated and I dare to say

anti-social since the early childhood.

Emotionally unstable,

he can't control his actions

and doesn't fully

understand the severity of

the crimes he committed.

Because of that,

a hospital treatment is required

because he couldn't cope

with pressure of being in jail.

Good afternoon everybody.

How are you, Tati?

The tarantulas are

developing very good.

They grow to the size of humans.

Very good.

They own extraordinary amount of energy

and they regenerate it constantly.

Okay.

Using that energy, I made a contact

with them on a telepathic level.

Communication.

I injected a human being

with their growth gene.

I believe in success.

I think that I'll have a

super-woman-spider in a matter of days.

I believe everything is going fine

and it'll be even better tomorrow.

Take care.

Hello, Miki. What's going on?

- I have to ask you something.

Do you really believe that the world

is like the scientists say it is?

There's so much more to discover,

but the people are lazy.

They know a little and they

think they know everything.

It'll be okay. Believe me.

Hello there, my friend.

How are you today?

I'm fine, thanks for asking.

How about you?

Things will get better, pal.

Take care. I'll see you tomorrow.

indinstict murmuring

THE MAIN WITNESS (C.T.)

Who is he? That wasn't

important and I didn't know.

He was one of those

who had to be killed.

I say "him" and bang. No problem.

This time... it didn't go as planned.

I consider myself lucky.

One is dead, the other in the asylum.

And I...

You know how I used to live.

Whenever, wherever, however...

And look me now.

Motive? Because. Him. There.

How the f*** should I know?

Don't investigate that.

It's for the best.

Please, let's not fight.

Trust me, it's going to be alright.

Hey...

Everything will be okay.

Just trust me. Please.

Write to me.

I love you.

You're crazy.

You've gone completely insane.

You think about her all the time.

You're thinking "Who is she with now?".

Hello. - Hello.

Hello. - Hello.

This is hotline.

Who are you?

- I'm a woman.

A woman?

I lost my memory, I can't remember.

I'm alone. I'm free and single.

- Than who am I?

Help me, I can't remember.

- How does your body look?

How do you look like?

- I don't know. I'm young.

Are you handsome?

- I'm tall. I'm slim. Well, I'm proportional.

Reach in your pants and

tell me what you find there.

Everything.

Everything is here.

Look.

Addressed to my office.

Go ahead, look at it.

"My old friend, many greetings.

I want you to know I

think about you often."

"I'll always remember

what you've done for me.

Say hi to your wife and son for me."

yelling

Hello

- Hi.

What's going on?

- Nothing much. A car accident.

Two car thefts and one

psycho walked out of the

mental institution

wearing only his pajamas.

Really?

Yes. Come on' take a doughnut.

Take this one.

I think I know who is he.

- Huh?

THE EYEWITNESS (Z.I.)

He escaped, and she planned

the whole thing. It was her.

Besides that, the teddybear

has to go to bed. Goodbye.

It was really hard to believe he

really escaped. I don't understand.

I took him to the police station.

We talked.

He listened to all of my advices.

I don't know.

I really don't understand.

And after that, a letter has arrived.

He wrote that he's totally insane,

that he's scared of the death penalty,

that he can't be really in jail.

He was really panicking.

Did you take everything?

- Everything.

Are you sure?

- Yes.

Okay then.

Wait!

You're wearing your shirt backwards.

That girlfriend of his. Beautiful girl.

- I know.

He adored her. He loved her very much.

He would do everything, EVERYTHING for her.

I saw her when she visited him.

- I know! He's in Mexico.

Who are you?

I'm a hunter.

- You're a real hunter?

Yes, I am.

- What do you hunt?

Well, different kinds of animals.

What kind of animals?

- Rabbits, birds...

And why do you hunt?

Because of the passion.

- What is passion?

Nothing.

Why are you so quiet all the time?

I look at you:
young, cool...

You surely love chicks

as much as I do.

In this line of work,

all you do is f***.

I love chicks so much...

more than anything.

I love sex so much,

I have to touch them.

You know, those nice,

meaty titties...

She comes here,

and she looks at you, all confused.

You just put your hand inside,

feel her up a little bit.

You reach for the

taximeter and grab her.

You check out if she has panties...

Did you know some of the

girls don't even wear them?

They're walking around with no panties.

How am I supposed to interpret that?

You can really see everything around here.

The other day, some chick, she has no money,

but you haven't seen a girl

like that for a long time...

Slim, cute little bellybutton,

a nice shirt.

She comes here and says

"I have no money.".

Well, if you don't have it,

you don't have it.

What can I do?

You must surely have something.

She had such titties...

I put my hands inside her shirt,

she had a small black bra,

I removed it instantly,

her nipples were revealed,

and I f***ed her.

I parked the car and in the

middle of the day we had sex.

She's talented for blowj*bs.

How did it go?

Did anything happen to you?

We're okay...

But as you can see, she isn't.

Do you have some salted sticks?

- Forget about salted sticks.

I'm serious, I'm feeling sick.

- I don't have them, I told you already.

How is he? Do you know anything?

- We'll take care of him. Today.

You'll see.

Did you ever have a dream in

which you're marrying a hooker?

You fall in love with a hooker like an

idiot. And she falls in love with you.

You are so in love,

you want to marry her.

And it's expected that

she'll stop working.

But you need money to

start your life together.

You need money to pay for wedding.

So she works just a little

bit more so she can earn it

and you get married,

but she's pregnant with a guy

whom she was with

before you got married.

And you decide to keep the baby.

And you have to live with the baby.

And you don't have money,

and she has to work.

And that's not your kid.

That's not your wife. She has to work.

Hey, dude, who's going to pay me?

I mean...

Oh, f***.

Dude, I don't have the change, I can't return

your money, you're my first customer today.

What the f*** is wrong with him?

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