Sacro GRA Page #4

Sun, air, everything... the soil!

They make the good stuff.

Ukraine as well is beautiful.

I told you, you worry more than

me who am the affected party.

There's just no reason.

Because so you only live with concern,

in fact, if it isn't fate that

I find this person, or anyone...

And then no way! Nowadays,

it doesn't exist, a single person!

If it's not fate...

If it's fate that I find the

man of my life when I'm 50,

it's useless that you worry.

So it is written, and thus it will be.

You can buck all you want,

but it won't be of any help.

Ugh, I'll have to stay close behind you?

Look...

I do not intend to proceed

for another 50 years.

So, at some point,

I'll take leave from life

and, at this point,

I realise one thing:

I'll have to stay on your heels

for who knows how long.

Thanks for your trust!

- As sheer spirit!

Or something similar.

Look, why, instead of...

- As a ghost!

Instead of speaking like a 19th century

father, why don't you go to sleep?

Huh? Get going!

Have you brushed your little teeth?

Almost...

What must I hear?

At this hour of night.

- What "hour of night"!

You must take the pill.

In 10 minutes.

Ah, well, then!

Oh, alright!

Let's take even the pill.

- Resign yourself.

What do you mean by

"let's take even the pill"?

"Let's take the pill"!

Otherwise I'll make you take it by force.

The government keeps us unaware of the

alien technologies of which it is aware?

I am sure that...

our government

has the tangible evidence,

answers and information about

the existence of the UFOs.

Last night I dreamt a lot

of those "mmh mmh"...

What do I do, I turn off?

What?

- I turn off?

Yes, turn off if it doesn't bother you

reading... looking just at the...

If only I manage to guess the right one...

I was practically immersed

in an ocean of...

Made out...

of...

Cow!

It brings money!

Money?

Well, it must be plenty of it then,

because it was just absurd.

Let's hope so! I need a new computer.

At least that!

Good night little flower!

Thank you darling.

Cinderella and the prince,

danced together all night long.

Until when

the clock of the castle

began to strike the first

of the 12 chimes of midnight.

Oh! It's late! I must go!

Wait, don't run away!

The prince tried to run after her,

but the only thing he managed to recover

was a shoe,

which the girl had lost in her run.

Let's go away!

I've never been so offended!

True!

Hey! You forgot this!

In the end...

What's this thing here? - You want it?

I'll bring a uniform for you.

Where will you use it?

In the ambulance?

Yes. - But can you drive?

- I'm well.

Sure you're fine! - I'm well.

- Gimme your hand. - I'm fine, I'm fine.

Such fine hands!

Did you sleep last night?

Really?

Are you telling lies?

Come on!

Give me a smile!

Always mending.

Luckily there's mum who mends my uniform!

Mum Minica.

Where is Minica?

You want to turn it over?

No, this can't go more than that!

It's short. Let's do this way, good.

You're sleepy, right?

Wanna sleep?

My love!

Mum...

Wanna sleep?

Do you want to sleep?

Come, I'll put you to bed.

No?

You tell me what you wanna do.

What am I to do?

- You tell me.

To Dad. I must go to dad.

To Dad. - To Dad?

- That's what I want.

I know.

- You should tell him.

I'll tell him.

What am I to do here? More...

You can't handle these buttons, Mummy.

They're tough.

How you run, oh! - Here you go, here!

- Yes, go easy. - Here!

What beautiful skin you have!

You are a queen!

A queen!

What's the matter?

Are you pensive?

What thoughts do you have?

Wanna tell me about it?

What will be, will be?

And oh well, of course!

Right?

Alright...

Love bean...

I'll be going now.

I'm going to work.

Come on.

Will you give me a kiss?

Will you give me a kiss?

Shall I go without a kiss?

Yes, kisses, kisses.

- Yes, a kiss.

Kisses!

- Won't you give me one?

Kisses!

- Then, I'll give it to you. - Kisses!

Where you going? Where you going?

Where you going?

- To work.

Put yourself down! Put yourself down!

I don't gotta go to work? - Yes,

put yourself down! - Put myself down?

I gotta put myself up, not down.

- Stay down, stay down.

Put yourself down! Put yourself down!

Pootchy pootcha patcho...

The palm tree...

Cannot defend itself.

They've attacked it to the heart.

They're hundreds

and hundreds

of mouths gnawing...

sucking...

ravaging.

It's the sound of the orgy.

It's the shameful meal!

We are not...

Sufficiently organised...

To fight...

Against such an organisation.

They speak among themselves.

Such a chatter...

Does have a meaning...

although it's a devastating meaning.

It's not different...

From the chatter of humans

in restaurants.

No, my dear friends.

This meal will cost you dearly, eh!

I'll make them stick in your gullet,

these palms.

It is possible that...

if the intensity is remarkable...

I'll even make them burst, eh?

English subs by paolonettino@KG

Revised by edam17@KG April 2014

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