Sahara Page #4

"We get Eva,

but we don't go home without Pitt."

Flower, George, flower.

Yes, just like that.

Eva, good move.

Butterfly, seahorse.

Again. Let's sweat it out.

It took me 20 years to get it right.

Twenty years?

You've been locked up in here

for 20 years?

Yes, my dear.

Dance is a demanding art form.

- What about you?

- Me?

- It's my 11th year of success.

- Eleven?

This can't be.

Oh, these kids.

They think everything should be

handed to them on a silver platter.

- I understand, you know.

- Please, I need to be alone right now.

Try to overlook my very good looks,

my irresistible charm.

I'm not just a swift-tailed

string of muscles.

I'm a snake like you.

With a heart like yours.

Can you hear it?

Boom, boom, boom, boom.

It knows what you feel.

The uprooting,

the solitude, the confinement.

That's the price we pay

for the life we chose.

- I didn't choose this.

- Even better. It chose you.

Destiny brought us together.

Ha ha! It's fate.

No one is going

to come rescue you, sweetie.

And all around us,

it's pretty much just sand and death.

But, if you still want to escape,

I know a way.

You really want me out of here, don't you?

Sooner or later, Omar is going to make us

dance against each other.

I'd just rather skip that part.

All you have to do is drop onto the sand

without a sound.

It's daytime.

He has no reason to be playing his flute.

No one's going to see you.

You just go and you're free.

You did this?

There was a time when I too thought

the sand was shinier

on the other side of the rock.

But it's all just sand.

- Thank you for... oh.

- Go.

Just what do you think you're doing?

It ain't strolling time, miss.

Well, actually, there's been a mistake.

See, I shouldn't be here.

Hey, Jerry.

"I shouldn't be here."

They're all the same!

Back inside.

Huh?

- Oh, will you just go away?

- Stop!

We got a wild one! Escape alert!

She's getting away!

Hmm.

What is this?

Snakes who'll end up as belts

or designer shoes.

Oh, my god. That's horrible.

I have a better idea.

I should've let you finish me off,

now that I think about it.

Plus you'd feel really bad right now.

So you actually have two modes, huh?

Crazy angry wrestler or silent antisocial.

So sophisticated.

- Whoa!

- Hey!

Move over! Dibs!

Wha...?

What is that?

Uh... hi.

Would you by any chance know where

we could find water or shade around here?

Wha...?

Ask him if he ran into a camelcade.

Why don't you ask him?

I don't talk to stuff I don't know.

Pardon me, sir.

You wouldn't have come across

a camelcade by any chance?

You mean a camelcade

heading towards Souksoukville with men,

one of whom traveled with two hampers

from which a green snake

was dangling, attempting to escape?

Yes! Yes, that's it.

Hmm.

- Nah. Doesn't ring a bell.

- What? How's that possible?

Which way is Soukso...

Whatever its name is?

I'm sorry. You were mentioning

a certain city, I believe?

Souksoukville?

A little city from the 15th century

protected by 18-foot fortifications

with a network of streets

that's been classified as Unesco's...

- Yes, yes. Where is it?

- Nah. Never heard of it.

Wait! Wait!

Come back!

Well, at least we're slithering

in the right direction.

Oh, yeah? So where's Souksoukville?

Oh, you're such a

"the glass is half-empty" kind of guy.

So scorpion.

You've hung out

with that doofus for too long.

Don't you ever talk about Pitt like that.

There you go again.

There, an oasis!

Yeah, right. I'm not falling for that.

- I swear! There!

- Huh?

See? Right direction.

- We gotta get going.

- Oh, come on!

Five more minutes.

Look at all these blisters.

I can't possibly make another move.

Okay, we'll spend the night here.

- We need to regain our strength.

- Really?

Yay!

Whoo-hoo!

Shh!

The desert is ruthless.

Even to its own children.

Eat or be eaten.

Sometimes it's a place for many.

Other times, only one can survive.

Writing a session to reach my goal

I'm on a mission and I face the law

hope to grab that delicious soul

gonna chew it 'til the break of dawn

feelin' all right to get the big prize

and breakin' legs, tellin' lies

it's a well-known trick

before the money rises

watch out

euphoria

hear the nations tearing up the world

your imagination

is your greatest Pearl

out of 100 tricks and time to pay back

winner takes it all

I won't lose that fight

come back, call out,

make my people shout

from dust to dust

here's my masterpiece

and soon the dawn will come

Hm.

Ah, a real bed.

Come on, troopers!

Only eight hours left to get there!

You're gonna have the opportunity

of seeing an Australopithecus skull.

- And they named her Lucy.

- It's just a pile of bones.

- Thousands of years old bones.

- Okay, so old bones.

When I think about all my girlfriends

at the death sting concert,

just how did I end up here?

Maybe we should take a break, honey.

It looks really fine right here.

Something moved!

The shoe, it moved.

It could be a mongoose or a gerbil.

Everyone, get behind me.

Hey, you in there! Get out of there!

See? You overreacted again, honey.

You keep making a fool of yourself.

Good evening, sir.

Would you mind if we rested

in your humble home for the night?

Uh, I...

I can't feel my tail. This is the end.

I don't blame you. Well, maybe I do.

Bury yourself in the sand,

that'll make you feel warm.

Yeah.

Ahh.

- What are you thinking about?

- Pitt.

And Eva.

We may never see 'em again.

Well, you can thank life for that.

I'm sorry, what?

Well, at least you've had that, a friend.

About my sister, I still think

you're better off without her, but...

Wait. You don't have a friend?

What? Of course I have friends. Tons!

I mean, do you know who my father is?

You know.

You never told me,

how did you and Pitt meet?

- His family was killed by the tuaregs.

- Oh.

- Barbecue? Keychain?

- We never knew.

He got away, god knows how,

and he ended up in the suburbs with us.

Two losers among losers.

We hit it off right away.

Yeah, kinda like us.

I mean, except I'm not a loser, of course.

You think Eva...?

I mean, do you think

I stand a chance with her?

I know we were only together

a few minutes

but I thought I felt something there.

Oh, pollen.

Oh, precious.

And then, I ran into Gary,

and using just my claws,

I freed him from the atrocious mucus

while ajar was just...

What?

You are so brave.

Really? Well, I... huh.

Why don't you

come with us, sweetie?

Oh, that's really nice of you, but ajar...

You're a scorpion.

You belong with scorpions.

Leave him alone, you guys.

Can't you see

he's gotta go find his friend?

Ew, that was so dripping with love.

What?

No way. Shut up, you little dung beetle.

Okay, let's get going so we can reach

Souksoukville before the storm.

You'll get to see the tuaregs

and their show with the dancing snakes.

- Huh?

- You don't want to miss that, believe me.

Where did he fall this time?

Gary, where on earth are you?

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