Taxi 3 Page #6

- So what? Are you afraid of

forest.

No, l am worried about the car.

- Where are you going?

- Calm down. We are stable.

They call the chopper! Get ready!

- Boss! Are you sure...?

- Shut up Alain, everything's

gonna be alright.

Go boys!

Damn it!

What happened?

Wait for me-e-e!

- lt seems, the cord is short.

- Of course it's short.

- No, you can't do that.

- Just look.

Done!

Wait for me!!

There he is the skier from

Austria...

- Are you sure, that is the road.

- l think so, between the two poles.

The trail offers excellent conditions...

The skier is in perfect shape,

he improved all the times...

...probably he'll be the new

champion...

The win seems to be sure...

What the hell is that?

A taxi?!?

They finished together.

lt's too calm.

- You could give it to me like a souvenir.

- The place you go, the souvenirs are not

allowed.

But you'll have a time for

reflection.

Lead her away!

Tell me, she have tortured you

for hours,

and you are not so angry.

- You know, everything passes over.

- Certainly.

Did you see Giber?

l am coming!

O-oh! l am comi-i-ng!

- Boss! Be careful about the landing.

- Calm down! lt's only snow...

Oh no!

lt must be refreshing...

- Hello!

- Emilien? l'll bear.

- You'll bear? Now?

- Well, that will take some time,

but hurry up!

l am on the way.

Commissar, Petra will have

a baby!

- l feel the party.

- Daniel!

l am here, l am here. Everything

will be fine.

Don't go anywhere.

This is not the time.

Calm down. Everything will be

alright. Right?

Emilien, hold on! Not now.

Look at the monitor. The contractions

will come in a moment.

On which monitor are the contractions?

On this one.

Push! Push!

- What to push?

- Not you! You look at the

monitor!

Contractions!

Push, push, push!

Breathe, breathe!

- Not you! She has to breathe.

- Breathe darling, breath!

Contractions!

Push!

Push! Go! Go!

Now breathe, breathe...

- l see the head.

- Eh. The head?

- Contractions!

- One more time!

One more time darling, push!

Ok, relax.

Relax, relax, relax...

A very nice boy.

l became father...

Would you cut the navel?

l suppose, he'll do it later,

ifyou don't mind.

- What are you doing here?

- l am training.

- Why? Are you pregnant?

- No, but the woman l love is

pregnant.

l need some time to get used.

Where did you find that foolish?

l had the best of luck.

- l would promise her something.

- Like what?

Spend more time with her,

than with my car, be the best

father...

- And the fridge?

- The fridge will be empty.

l'll be the best husband, if

she marries me.

- Does she believe you?

- Not at all.

But this is the first time, when

l am talking seriously,

and l am absolutely sincere.

Your sincerity touched me

more, than the nice words.

Lily, would you marry me?

lt's very easy, because l am

pregnant, and you thing l have

no choice.

- Lily.

- ln any case this is not the way.

To have a good family, you

have to do your best.

Lily, would you give me the

honour to marry me?

- That depends.

- Depends on what?

How good lover you are.

You know, l won't disappoint you!

l have to check this!

Emilien, Emilien.

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