They Call Me Jeeg Robot Page #4

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Can you feel it?

What?

My heart.

When you're close to me,

it goes "bim bum bam".

Slow down!

Ah!

You're hurting me.

Come, hop on.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing.

- You haven't said a word.

- F*** off!

- There's your word.

- You're completely crazy!

Aren't you ashamed of yourself?

You're a superhero.

You have a mission.

And what the f*** would that be?

Saving my father,

people, humanity!

Your father's dead, Ale'!

He's dead.

That's not true.

We were on a job together, then everything got

f***ed up and he wound up dead. There's your truth.

- That's not true.

- It's true.

- What did you do to him?

- Come on...

Eh, bastard? You could save him,

but you sold him instead!

You're not worthy of the name you bear.

Of course you have no friends!

You don't give a sh*t about anybody.

Not even me.

"No-one has claimed any role

in last week's bombing in Rome."

"According to the investigators,

the most likely suspects"

"are right-wing fundamentalists."

"This morning, the Committee has called

an urgent meeting"

"in order to investigate the latest

developments since the terror attack."

"...Trace back the identity who successfully

robbed an armored truck yesterday."

"The superhumanly strong hooded man

disarmed the security staff..."

- "Never seen anything like it"

- "How are you?"

"So-so... he threw me out the window

like a cigarette butt."

"Frightening. Really,

really frightening ."

"He tore the truck open with his fists."

"The search goes on for

the supercriminal"

"who performed the robbery.

RomaLive TV, this is all. Thank you."

"Clinical history demonstrates

that, in certain circumstances,"

"even normal people can have

a supernatural strength..."

"He's a criminal!

We need the death penalty!"

Tazzi'!

Call Marcellone.

It's the supercriminal!

I'm sorry.

Get lost.

It's not true I don't give a sh*t

about anybody.

I give a sh*t about you...

A lot, actually.

And you soil me like the others?

I know, you're right, but I...

I don't know how to do it.

Teach me. I...

I'm not good with women.

- Go away, I need to find my dad.

- I can bring you to him.

Put your mask on, next time.

Everybody's looking at you.

97...

98...

99...

100!

You're great Marcello', I love you.

You don't know the mess you saved me from.

Fabio, don't screw me over.

Hey, you know me. I'll return it

in 2 weeks time, with interest.

Wanna f***?

All right!

Hey, what is this?

- Who are you f***ing?

- Eh?

F*ggot!

Nunzia, I have the money, you know!

No! I said I have the money!

I have the money!

Nunzia, look inside the bag.

I have the money!

What are you doing?

I told you I have the money!

You seen the money?

Nunzia, have you seen it?

Oh!

What the f*** do you want?

We want respect.

Instead, this guy thinks he can f*** around

with us 'cause he was on the Big Brother.

Not so.

We put ourselves on the line, just

to give hope to this shitty nation.

We help poor,

struggling people.

But how can we fight a war alongside

people like you, who don't respect us?

- It can't be like that.

- 'Cause this is war, compadre.

And now...

We light you up, eh?

Like a cigarette.

He's crying, the f*ggot.

- He's crying.

- Hey, stupid! We're kidding!

Stupid!

What do you want?

No!

What the f*** have you done?

I was good, right?

F*** you, Marcello'!

Farewell, Minister Amaso.

Let's go.

"A spectacular, yet luckily

harmless incident,"

"on a light-rail train by the

Cestia Pyramid in Rome."

"This incredible footage shows

a man in a dark hoodie"

"while he stops the tram with

his bare arms, forcing a derailment."

"The man who fled the scene

with a young woman,"

"has been associated with

the so-called supercriminal,"

"the roman robber with

superhuman strength"

"who became famous thanks

to a viral YouTube video."

"Authorities are analyzing the video,

initially thought to be fake,"

"in order to trace back

the man's identity."

- Goddamn!

- They slaughtered them, Zingaro!

- We need to leave.

- It's over, Zingaro...

What's over? What is over?

Nobody can get us.

We're two sons of a huge whore.

Yeah? Yeah?

Don't cry! Yeah? Yeah?

Yeah!

It won't be just the neapolitans, Tazzi'!

We're gonna kick everyone's ass!

Let's go.

- Let's stop by my house.

- There's no time.

- Why?

- There's no time.

- Where are we sleeping?

- Where nobody can find us.

Come, hop on.

I arrived in R5 with my mom in '83.

I practically grew up

with Tor Bella Monaca.

There was almost nobody there, back then.

I remember streets

with shiny signs,

Big buildings with

popping colors.

Everything was clean, new.

I did have friends, back then.

A circle, even.

But it ended up badly...

like all the best thing.

You know... we were already

snorting stuff at 13.

There was Sabrina...

She was so beautiful!

She worked at the Kursaal in Ostia.

She died in an accident in San Basilio.

Then there was Er Palletta.

F***, he was crazy,

kookier than you.

The cops shot him while he was

robbing a tobacconist.

It was his 18th birthday... he needed

the money to take her girl out to dinner.

And Michelino.

20 years old...

They said he was burned to death by

fascists but I never believed that.

The day your dad died,

I thought my turn had come.

That was meant to be my destiny.

It lasted just a second.

They shot me...

and when I fell down,

nothing... darkness.

It was all over.

Except it wasn't.

I don't know what happened to me.

But I feel good.

I feel good because now...

you're here.

What so funny?

It's just...

You're talking to me

like I'm your woman.

But I'm not your woman.

Or am I?

Are you embarrassed?

Who, me?

Come on, come here.

- What?

- Come here.

- Oh, god!

- What's wrong?

- The DVD.

- Did you leave him in the bathroom?

Should I go grab it?

How will you sleep without it?

I'll sleep next to you.

Who is it?

Who is it?

These nuts!

Tazzi'!

Hiroshi!

Hi!

Nice to meet you, I'm Fabio.

Hey!

Nobody ever gave a f*** about

this kind of sticky tape,

then they showed it in that movie with that

blonde in a yellow jumpsuit with a samurai sword.

Everyone went out to buy some.

People are strange, Enze'.

Tazzi'!

Leave her alone.

She's got nothing to do with...

She's just a poor crazy woman.

You've really gone bonkers, Enze'.

You do what I say, and she's

gonna be fine.

You want the money? Take it!

What the f*** do I care about money, Enze'?

What the f*** do I care?

I want much more!

I don't know where the stuff is.

I've got nothing to do with...

I just wanna know one thing,

one thing.

Who the f*** are you?

Why are you so strong?

- How would I know?

- Did a spider bite you? A bat?

You fell off another planet?

Now...

will you tell me...

or should we tear your

little Alessia's arms out?

I don't know.

Hey...

You need to tell me.

We could even have fun together,

with all those powers.

Can you imagine?

Two sons of a super whore

like us?

You bet everyone's

gonna respect us!

People, televisions,

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