The Suicide Shop Page #4
- Nothing, miss.
Not anymore.
Madam, I ask you
the hand of your daughter.
I don't know her name...
- Marilyn.
- Marilyn.
And with whom I just fell in love,
and who restored my appetite for life.
- Yeah...
- Mom, please,
say yes...
- Well... yes...
But on one condition.
- Anything you want.
That you help us to clean up
all this mess.
- Mom,
I love you.
Me too, I love you.
- I intended to leave this earth
Horrible and evil
To fall asleep with ether
But against all odds
It fell on me
I never received
Such a look from a girl
- The charms of destiny
have unpredictable twists and turns.
- I saw everything in black
It's nothing to say it.
I was in despair
And who would have predicted
That love would come
In this obscure shop
Wearing pretty face
- The charms of destiny
have unpredictable twists and turns.
- No more wasted nights
No more days of suffering
Let's live in the wonder
of a common attraction
All is allowed so long
As love blooms.
Dawn after dawn
Life will follow its course.
The charms of destiny
will perfume our days.
But how did you?
It is so clean
we could eat on the floor
I am Breton and
I make perfect crpes.
How about a crpe picnic
here, right now?
Oh yes, why not?
It's delicious.
- It's true, crpes are good.
- You are a real gem.
- You embarrass me.
- He is the perfect man.
What about changing the suicide shop
to a shop for something else?
- A shop for what?
- I don't know
we can try.
Anyway the stock is ruined.
We could open a crperie.
- This is an idea.
Crpe evoke mourning.
The clients will not be disoriented.
- What is this sh*t?
-Someone can explain?
- It's me Dad.
Everything is my fault.
Attention, move over!
Pardon me, madam.
Mishima, stop it now!
- Calm down, Dad.
- I'll explain.
- You will explain nothing!
Come here, bastard!
Mishima, if you kill this child,
I kill myself!
Please Mishima...
- Okay, I made a very
big mistake, I'm sorry...
I beg your pardon.
I propose a deal.
An honest deal.
You're a great dad,
the best dad.
But you're a serious dad,
too serious. Everybody is.
You never laugh, not even smile.
I can make you laugh,
you forgive me?
- Bastard, Mishima! You have the death
of this child on your conscience.
Oh no...
- Assassin!
- But I... I...
What...
- He's alive.
Mom...
- He's flying.
Ball.
You would like?
One skull-outbreak,
one!
The "Red Beard" crpe is for?
- For me!
- Thank you.
- Hello, it's me again.
- What a good surprise.
What brings you?
- You would have a...?
- Pardon?
A cyanide crpe?
- Do not move.
Hold.
Keep it closed, you fool. If my wife
learnt I still sell those,
She would kill me.
- How much?
Nothing.
- There is no reason
- It is in memory of the bad
old times. Good day.
- Thank you.
- Goodbye madam.
- Lucrce, I thought about something.
Yes, what?
- A loyalty card.
because now happy
customers come back.
What do you say?
- Very good idea.
- Arghh...
We were stupid.
Today everything is clear.
Down with morbidity
Since life is splendid.
Living on homicides
Made us livid
Let's be lucid
and death to sucide.
- My face of Lent
I'm tired of it.
- There is no problem
He's less white
I love life and even
- Vincent, we love you
- I will write poems
We repainted the world
In a few seconds
To no longer see
You are right Alan,
We must keep the banana.
Death we are condemning.
You see we are gliding.
- It's crazy when you think about it.
Goodbye violence.
Deliverance at last.
And therefore
no more suffering
The beautiful life starts
- For us it's over.
We lost it all.
But we get used to it.
If we had known
We would have lived
As it's evident
Do not pity us.
You don't know your happiness.
Being passed away
Isn't a happy affair.
An abundance of laughs,
like a perfume
Which surrounds us.
The dead season
Isn't our kingdom anymore.
So we must listen
to all these ghosts.
All together now
Gloom, go home!
We listen to you, Miss
We trust you.
Be natural,
and without shades.
- Love spellbinds me,
Sweet romance.
- It's the universal
attraction!
- No dream
is impossible.
So long as you believe
in it strongly.
And if it's sometimes painful,
Life is always better
than death.
- It's all black,
I'm scared. A match?
- No, don't do that...
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