Sudor frio Page #3

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can't go down the stairs!

AIway.s the same conversation...

I am in charge of projects,

you run them. Understand?

Of course! You're the genius

with all the bright ideas

and I'm the one who does

all the dirty work.

Stop complaining. You know there

are things I can't physically do.

Always the same story...

Hey, old man! They got out!

- Who did?

- Them! I have to go down.

Please! Help me...

Help me, please!

Who are you?

- Can I use your phone?

- Sure, but what's going on?

I need to call the police!

- Who is she calling?

- Nobody is calling anywhere.

Now, Ali, let's see if you had

a future plan after all.

Stop!

I'd rather burn.

You can't be exposed to heat!

We're gonna explode!

Sh*t!

Now what do we do?

The water tank on the terrace!

Baxter! Intruders! Intruders!

Baxter! Intruders!

You?

I don't give a damn

about what you're doing here!

I need to call the cops!

Your neighbors are killers!

Just look at me!

Don't yell at me in my own house!

If you're not gonna help then

let me outta here, shithead!

Roman, it's getting hot in here...

Roman...

There! Did you hear that?

The water tank on the terrace!

Hurry! Go!

Help! They're trying to kill me!

Who's screaming?

What's going on up there?

Help!

What the f*** are you doing?

It's alright.

Everything is fine, dear neighbors.

Yeah? Really? Come down here,

motherf***er, and I'll cut you!

Stop!

You won't get away!

Maybe...

but you won't live to tell about it, idiot!

Gonna get that motherf***er,

that son of a b*tch!

C'mon, help me,

Gorka! Come on!

Take this, Gorka!

Mom!

Mom...

What did you do?

You again, I see.

And I thought you were worthless.

Just kill her already!

No need.

They die all on their own.

What the hell's going on?

Nothing.

Everything's fine. It's alright!

- Everything's fine?!

- Everything is okay.

- What's in that bottle?

- Calm down, calm down.

- Put it down, old fart!

- Everything is fine!

Who are these guys?

Just a couple of old motherfuckers who

have gotten away with things for too long.

What's your plan now?

Daydreaming again, old man?

No, just thinking.

Do you recall how we met?

Oh, so you're in a gloomy mood.

No. I saw a few toads

in the neighbor's yard...

And you remembered how

we used to stomp them to death.

Ah, memories.

How old were we? Six or seven?

I taught you how to kill them with class,

to experiment on them.

But everything's changed now.

Boys would rather chat on-line

than play in the street.

There's no respect any more.

I have the antidote for your mood...

I'll just laugh my ass off.

Thank you.

I 'm glad I came.

I'm glad for both of us.

What's the plan now?

Whatever you want.

Cold Sweat

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