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- Hands up, punk! - Ah! It burns!
- Do you enjoy Holy Water punk? - It's soapy water!
You won't escape me today.
Wè, wè, jump up.
Ach! Slow down!
Slow down Ach!
- Wanna puff? - I'm not in the mood.
- Look, it's a medicine. It's approved, does good for the eyes. - I said I'm not in the mood.
You're always in a bad mood.
The *** do you want! They sprayed soapy water right into my face and took my cans too!
You can find cans anywhere... gotta go now. See you 'round...
These are empty...
I used 'em for the bike. Look how gorgeous! So beautiful...
- Ach, where did you steal fifty spray cans? - In that... that shop down... down there...
These are not for writing.
No way! They are for writing, painting, depainting, make up... they use it for the...for coloring the... the models. It's fashion!
- Miniature models. - *** on!
So you went into this shop and stole fifty cans of paint... for modelism.
It's not like that. It's just... I went into this shop right? There were no cameras, no clerks, no bell.
Total waste. That's where I took 'em. I didn't steal them for real.
I would go there just to know the *** you're talking about.
Oh! Help me then! You must take the last can! Didn't fit into the bag.
- Yeah right. - Ok then. This one comes with me.
- They're empty I tell ya! - I need it for the switch-trick!
Aaaah! Good old switch-trick...
- Your turn. - I know.
- Why don't you just move?! - Definitely my friend. At the right time.
- No way. You missed your turn. - What on Earth are you talking about?
- You take too long to move, you miss your turn! - You are out of your mind.
Give me the dice! You missed your turn! Give me the dice!
- Hold! You'll topple everything! - I want the dice!
- I can't stand when you drop the dice on the floor. - I didn't drop it. You did!
You half-witted creature!
Well, well, well. I knew you would come back in a d4 rounds.
Basically you toss a four faced dice that tells you how many rounds have to pass.
- What the ***...? - We know you picked up something. Police it's on its way.
- Actually... - Shut up.
- Yield now. You have no options. - Ooooh! For Christ sake! It's a trap!
- Ours is a trap, you idiot! - Hold the door, don't let her pass.
- Wait! I'm turning the lights on! - I said, hold the door!
- How the *** do I turn them on? - Fair job. You let her get away. And why did you turn the lights on?
- Screaming! Dark! - Turn them off, we have a saving policy
Right there! Grab her!
It's like a forcefield! Oh God! It's an actual trap!
Keep your wits about you. Draw a good punch at man's height.
- But... she's a woman. - This is not a time for moral scruples. Draw!
- Ah! Oh Jeez! She has an armour! - She must have put something heavier.
- We'll never flee this way around. - Dear God! Where then?
Keep calm. And follow me. This way.
And don't... breath...