All language subtitles for Skunk.2024.VOSTFR.1080p.WEB-DL.

Liam? Can you come here?
Hurry up.

- Hands off my boy, goddammit.
- You can't take him.

Hands off my boy.
Goddammit, you motherfuckers.

I'm Jos. Come.

You can wash up here.

Here you go.

And it's the custom here...

that we keep you 24 hours locked up
in observation.

A bit bizarre. I find it hard myself...

but that's the way it is.

Go on.

Is your room okay for you?

Do you know what you'd like to do?

Metal.

- I'd like to learn how to weld.
- Okay, come.

Guys, our group has a new member.
May I introduce him to you? This is Liam.

Momo? We have a new member. Hey...

Would you mind saying hello?

Alright, that guy with his back turned
to us is Momo. The other one is Kaï.

Gorik.

Bert, Johan, Erwin.

No need to remember their names yet,
but I say them anyway.

Noah and next to him David.
David is a supervisor like me.

Like Jos. You've met him, haven't you?

Here's the metal workshop.

And back there are the horses.

It used to be one big shed.

Together with friends and locals
we turned it into stables.

- Jonas.
- Hello.

- Doing alright?
- Oh yeah.

These are all animals
that had been neglected.

- Do you know how to ride?
- No.

If you want to, you can learn.
Ask David, he'll teach you.

- Can you ride?
- Yes, in the back, over there.

Oh, if I know how to? I thought
you asked if you could ride here.

- No, can you?
- No, I don't dare to.

Anyone who likes to work
with animals can come here.

In our group that's Johan and Kaï.

- Can I do that once?
- Yes, go ahead.

- Tell the white one to get out of my seat.
- The new one?

Who else?

New one, that's Momo's seat.

- New one.
- Yes, so what?

He doesn't want...

you to sit here.

- What about that black one here?
- He's...

not new.

Can't he come and tell me himself?

Momo is...

- cutting vegetables.
- Fuck off, dude.

- That's also Momo's...
- That's Momo's as well?

Stir well.

- Stir, stir, stir.
- What are you making?

- Can I grab something to drink?
- Kaï, where is that bowl?

Kaï, where is that bowl?

What's wrong with your neck?

Did you get burned all over?

- You can tell me.
- We have a lot of work, so keep working.

- Every morning I'd...
- Give me those fags.

- What?
- I said give me your fags.

- What do you mean?
- Cigarettes. Give me your cigarettes.

- Look.
- Hey, leave him alone.

Listen, don't talk unless I say so.

This is mine now. You'll get two a day.
If you get another pack, it's mine again.

Momo will do it.
He'll give everyone a piece.

- Are you very hungry?
- Yes.

- Look, this is tasty. They're spices.
- But look, no...

Kaï, sit down.

- But not on the ground.
- Where else?

Look, it's tidied up after all.
Tidied up is tidied up. Period.

Okay, now get a dirt can
and clean it up off the floor.

What the fuck?
You said to clear it and I did.

Clearing means putting it in the bin.
Take a dirt can...

The next time you should say...

Do Johan's parents
keep calling you as well?

No, why?

They want to talk to Johan, but he refuses.

Then he shouldn't call.
You can't force him to talk to them.

No, but it does bother me.

- How is our new one doing?
- I'm not sure, I can't really read him.

- Would you like something to drink?
- No.

Odd, isn't it, a week with a bank holiday?

No idea, I haven't taken a holiday in a while.

Say, have you had any contact
with Momo's parents?

No, only his older sister called once.

She said his parents have been in Morocco
for the last three months, out of shame.

Can you believe that?

- Go, Liam.
- Liam, come on.

Kiddo.

Here we are.

How are you, kid? How are you, buddy?
Doing okay?

Hey, we're here.

- May I ask what you're doing here?
- I come to say hello to my son, man.

I think you'd better leave the premises.

Filthy monkey.

He fucking shit his pants again.

Liam?

Liam?

Stop, that's enough.

Everyone shut up now, okay?
It's not Liam's fault.

I'm going to get him
and don't want to hear a word.

Momo, I swear to God!

Come on.
Fuck those guys, it's not your fault.

Dad, the little one.

Goddammit, go back downstairs.
Go downstairs, I say.

Go downstairs
and stay there, goddammit.

Is that all you got, you loser?
My man can do better than that.

Give it to her.
Come on, give it to her.

Who are you and how old are you?

- You already know, don't you?
- Yes.

We do this every time
to mark the start of the conversation.

- Yes?
- I'm Liam Gussé and I'm 17 years old.

And how long have you been here?

Well, a while already.

5 months and 8 days.

- Yes.
- What do you have to say today?

Nothing.

You must have something to say.

- No, I have nothing to say.
- Have you watched any TV?

Liam, what did you do this weekend?

I don't know.

I went to the horses with Juh.

That's something, going to the horses.
Who is Juh?

- I call Johan Juh.
- How come?

No reason.

That's between him and me.

- What are you looking at?
- Can't I look? I ask a question...

But you ask fucking stupid questions.
What? What did you do this weekend?

- Me? I went...
- I don't care. I don't fucking care.

- I ask the questions here, not you.
- I've had enough of this.

No, you're staying here.
Come back, Liam. Goddammit.

You don't walk away from me, okay?

I want to help you,
but you have to fucking let me.

I've been talking to a wall for months.

All I ask is that you tell me
a little bit about yourself.

- But what do you think?
- That's all.

- Do you think it's that easy?
- I didn't say that, did I?

I can't see my parents and I'm fucking
stuck here. What did I do wrong, huh?

Dumb bitch.

What is it? I'm working.

What are you saying?

Why should I move out?

You left. You have someone else.

- What are you doing?
- Feel that. Feel.

- Fucking sharp.
- Right? I just take away a bit from the side.

- That way, it will be sharp as hell.
- What will you do with it?

I don't know yet.

That's it. Look.

You see? Don't go too fast.

Look whether it's nice and straight.
Like that, see?

You have a dent here.

It's the same every week.

- How boring was that class?
- Fucking boring.

- Unbelievable.
- Fucking boring.

You sound like a girl.

What's that?

Let's see who sounds like a girl.
Asshole.

We'll talk further tomorrow.
Fuck off.

- You've already started.
- Look who's here.

Go ahead and hit it.

And, how many so far?

- 63.
- 63?

In one go?

That's enough.

Come, you should already be busy.

Left, left, right.
Left, left, right.

Harder, harder.

Come, I don't feel anything.
Harder, harder. Come on.

- I'll do that with him.
- Yes, alright. Come.

- I'll do it with him.
- Stay there and keep practicing on the bag.

Left, left, right.

No, no kicking, Momo.

Only hitting.

Stop. Stop that. Stop. Stop.
Just hit.

Stop kicking. Stop it.
Hey, calm down.

Stop. Momo, just hit.
Just hit, okay?

Where's Bert?

And for Momo...

- Thanks, bro.
- Nice. This is mine now.

Jos, would you like an egg?

- What was that just now?
- What? Nothing.

- Did you know that was coming?
- No.

Johan?

Yes?

Goddammit.

Assholes.

- Assholes?
- Who's he calling an asshole?

He's always mad.
We had nothing to do with it.

Fuck him.

- Those eggs suck.
- Bro, you suck. What Jos says sucks.

Glutton.

- Will you take Jimmy for a walk?
- Yes, sure.

- Will you take this?
- Yes.

Come.

- Go on.
- Come.

- Wasn't Johan going to come?
- I don't know.

- I'm fond of little cats.
- What do you mean?

Those little ones.
They're very soft and...

I know what cats are,
but what do you mean?

We have a few in the barn here.
Little cats.

Really little.

- Do you want to go see?
- Yeah, sure.

- We can go right now, come.
- Now?

Yes, just put away your plate.

Look.

- I think I might want to set it on fire.
- What?

I'll wait a while, but later.

You want to hold it?
Here.

What did you do?

My mom is a whore.

Guys would come to the house
to fuck my mom.

When I was little I didn't realise it,
but now I do.

I went to take a look once
and this bloke was lying on top of her.

She was screaming.

I thought they were hurting her.

It really freaked me out.

My dad arranged the whole thing.

He would fuck my mom
when she was knocked out.

I have a scar on my lip here.
Did you notice?

From when he hit me. Right in my face,
with his rings on and all.

My tooth went through my lip.

And my mom was laughing.

She'd just been raped
and was laughing at me.

She's the worst of them all.

Straight as an arrow.
Yes, that's it.

- Easy. Try it on your own, Liam.
- No.

- One...
- No.

You can do it, come on.
Just try.

I got you, I got you.
It's okay.

Come, let's keep going.

You think you can't do it.
Just believe in yourself.

Come on, legs higher.

Form an arrow with your arms.
Yes, once more. Turn around.

- Come on, guys.
- Hey, come on.

- No, come on.
- Stop, stop.

Take what you need.
I'll give it to you.

Go take a shower. Come on.

Who doesn't have shampoo yet?
Go on and shower.

- Go on and get dressed.
- You too, Noah. Noah, done.

Erwin, done. Erwin, you're done.

Look, now I've got it.
A nice arc.

What did I tell you?

- Really? Fucking asshole.
- What do you want?

Where's that faggot
from a few months ago?

He's gone, isn't he?
What, should I be intimidated?

- Well?
- Liam.

Look at this, it's white.
Not brown, not black. Filthy monkey.

You're going to regret this.

- What was that?
- Nothing.

- Are you okay?
- I'm fine.

What?

Why did you soil your pants yesterday?

I don't know.

When was the first time you did that?

I don't know.

In kindergarten.

The teacher had slapped me because
I'd pushed a kid headfirst into a garbage can.

After that I'd often shit my pants.

It grossed them all out,
so that way they'd leave me alone.

What did your parents say about it?

Nothing.

They hit me in the face.

- Come on, let's go.
- Madam?

- What?
- Can I have a word with you about Liam?

- What have you done this time?
- He hasn't done anything.

Just a brief talk between you and me.
It won't take long. Come to my office.

Don't touch me, man.
You want your face punched in?

Don't you see my man in the car?
He doesn't tolerate other men talking to me.

Idiot.

Come, is it so hard to be ready to go?

- Go on, your schoolbag first.
- Now get in.

What did he want, that retard?

My God, he can't do anything, that kid.
He can't do fuck.

Watch it, you bastard.

Here, I'll throw some shit in your face.

What the fuck, hey.
Damn, that stinks.

A bit of shit in your mouth.

How's it going?

Okay.

It's okay here, but I'd rather go home.

Was it better at home?

No, but it's home, right?

- Have you been to the horses today?
- Yes.

Yes, that's nice.
I like those animals a lot.

I'd really like to go to school.

Yes, we are looking into that.

- I'd like to stop now.
- Okay.

I'm in a session, I can't talk now.

Liam, come back.
Just for one minute.

I'll call you after work.

Come in and close the door.

Can I borrow your headphones?

Will you put them on?

- Finish your food.
- No.

- Lick off your face.
- Cow.

Shut the fuck up and finish your soup
and lick off your face.

Lick that fucking soup from your face.

Hey, kiddo.

Wipe your face off.
What a mess again.

Get up, you.
Come on, hussy.

Come on.
Goddammit, get up.

Hey, open your eyes.

Ma. Get some water.

Come, Ma.

Open your eyes, come on.

Come on.

Calm down.

Fuck off, fuck you.

No, no, no.

No, let go of me, asshole.
Fucking asshole.

No, no.

You're hurting me.
Fuck, I will kill you.

Fuck off.

Fuck you, fuck you.

I will kill you.

Fuck you, let me out.
Fuck off.

Hey, Jos.

Yes, fine. Packing, you know.

Yes, I went to the doctor. The swelling
has subsided, but it's still pretty black.

And you?

One second, let me put you on speaker.

Can you hear me?

- Can you hear me?
- Yes, loud and clear.

And Liam?

He's in time-out.

But he's okay, he feels sorry.

- I actually have a question.
- Yes?

We're going on a trip tomorrow
and I think he should come.

Yes, that's okay. That's okay,
it'll be good for him. Go ahead.

Here, Liam, fresh clothes.
We're going on an excursion.

Jos?

Could I call home for once?

Here.

- I think they're not home.
- No.

You know, Liam.

Everyone has two sides, just like a coin.
Kind of like day and night.

One side is good,
the other side is...

less good.

You also have a good side and I feel
it's stronger than the night side, even.

I think you're a really good kid, Liam.

Alright, get changed, okay?

Wait, I'm not off yet.
Thank you.

I can't reach that.

I don't dare to.

- Take this.
- I really don't dare to.

- It's not dangerous. Just do it.
- In one go?

- Just go for it. You'll see for yourself.
- I don't dare to.

Pauline, just grab on and jump.

Why isn't that attached...

Good, Pauline.

Fuck you.

Stop that. Stop that, really.

- Stop that, you swine. Stop pissing.
- Stop it.

You also do so at home?
You think that's normal?

Alright, keep going. Move.

- Here, here.
- Where?

Well done.

I bet he's dead-scared.

- Yes, come on.
- What, is it stuck?

- Are you okay?
- That was weird.

Pauline, Pauline, Pauline

It's your ass I've seen.

Pauline, Pauline, Pauline

It's your ass I've seen.

Maybe it was clandestine

Pauline, Pauline, Pauline.
It's your ass I've seen.

- Fredo
- Fredo

Fredo, Fredo, Fredo

He is a paedo

- Now sing something about yourself.
- Noah zero.

- Noah zero
- Noah zero

- Be careful with it.
- Always.

You know him, he's bound to drop it.

Liam?

Liam.

Liam.

Jos. Jos.

David.

Jos, come here. Help.

Help.

Help, Jos.

David, Jos.

Help me, please.

I got him, untie him.

Oh, here he is.

My oh my, kiddo.

Let me see that.
You really gave us a serious fright.

You have nothing to say to your mom?

Come, give me a kiss.

- What's the matter with you?
- Where's Pa?

Pa is waiting in the parking lot.
Go on and look, if you want to see him.

Why doesn't he come up?
Doesn't he miss me?

Yes, he does. He talks about nothing else.
When you'll come home and this and that.

But you know, he's still a man.

You have your own TV.
Do you watch it a lot?

Why don't you answer when I call?

- Did you call?
- Yes, three times.

I guess I didn't see that.
We're always so busy. You know that.

Say, we're not getting that child
support anymore. Isn't that odd?

It must be coming in.
So where does it go?

I'm tired.

- Let's let him rest, shall we?
- But I just got here.

- He needs his sleep.
- I can stay a bit longer.

As his mother I can decide
for myself when to go home.

I'm here to visit him,
after all he's been through.

- Leave me alone. Don't touch me.
- I won't touch you, but you should go.

It's because of you lot that he tried to
hang himself. He didn't do it at home.

What are you planning to do, mess him up?
My son?

Do you want to destroy him?
Is that your plan?

Keep your hands off of me.

Liam, come home with us, goddammit.

Quick, get dressed.
Inspection, hurry up.

Mrs Gussé?

I'm coming.

It's okay, I'm coming.

- Why are you here this time?
- May I come in? The CLB sent me.

- Hi, Liam, how are you, friend?
- What has he done this time?

Liam hasn't done anything.
They're worried at school...

because he looks famished lately
and is often covered with bruises.

From playing, of course.
What else would it be from?

They also say he often has excrement
in his pants and that's not from playing.

Dog, shut up.

That he often has excrement in his pants,
and that is not from playing.

What are you saying?
That the school says it's bad here?

They didn't say that. The CLB
just asked me to pay you a visit.

And what will you inspect?
He's not that easy, you know.

Or didn't the CLB tell you that?

- Why didn't he go to school today?
- He's ill.

- Did you see the doctor?
- The doctor is coming. I'll get you a note.

- What's going on?
- They've come to inspect us again.

Have you come to tell us
how to do things again?

I just do my job. If there are complaints,
I have to pay you a visit.

Dog, shut up.

You have 5 minutes
to say what you have to say.

I'd like to talk to Liam
one-on-one in the car.

- What for?
- It's fine, let her.

- Liam, will you come along?
- Go along with that hag.

Come, we'll just sit in the car, buddy.

It's time. It's... You have to...

I know what's going on here,
but I have to hear it from you.

Don't be afraid.

We can leave right now, but it's up
to you to say. I can't decide for you.

You know, your mom and dad...
Buddy, will you look at me?

This is the time to talk. Come.
If you want to, we'll go.

Buddy.

- You like this music?
- It's okay.

Madensuyu, two guys from Ghent.
A drummer and a guitar player.

- What kind of music do you listen to?
- Mostly metal.

You must be glad to be going back.

Hey, Liam.

I've missed you, bro.

- Hey, Liam is back.
- Liam is here. Momo, get out of your seat.

Kaï, come say hello.

- What's that?
- Are you alright?

- What's that?
- Johan.

- Hey, what...
- Johan, stop it.

- Did you get hurt?
- Would you like something to drink?

- Jos? You too?
- No, thanks.

What's the deal with Momo and Liam?

- Yes, that's...
- It's tough, isn't it?

I think it's awful.

Sometimes it's just impossible.
Those two.

- For the whole group, really.
- Yes.

When they start, I get scared.
And I can't handle it anymore.

- Physically, I can't break them up.
- I can't handle it physically either.

I think the best thing is to keep talking.
It's all we can do, right?

Lately I can tell
that it really scares you.

- It is...
- It can be heavy, but you just have to...

And they know that, of course.

Try to get in between and get on top.

David, don't take it personally, but I think
you are really good at playing their game.

But sometimes a bit too enthusiastically,
and it's always bound to get out of hand.

Badly. Those guys get so wild.

It's good that you engage them physically.
Football, basketball.

But I think you don't realise that like
with little kids, it always ends in a fight.

That's a lot of energy, it's good fun
but at a certain point it explodes.

- You know it will end badly.
- You know that from the start.

You shouldn't stir them up.

But don't take it personally, David.

No, okay, fine.

- Ah, the men.
- Gentlemen.

My favourite movie is Spider Man.
Spider Man is a superhero.

It is a boy who was bitten by a spider.

And that's why he can fling
spiderwebs from his hands...

and swing from building to building.

- He also has a lady friend at school and he...
- You didn't mention the Green Goblin.

- That's a supervillain. If I say that...
- I can't talk normally here.

- Just let me finish.
- You'd better shut up.

- He is talking, you shut up man.
- Sit back down, come.

- Just sit down like a bitch.
- Hush. And you too.

- Anyone else?
- You don't know anything about it.

Yes, Liam?

- My favourite movie is Scalps. Seen it?
- No one cares.

- No.
- What is that?

- It's a very...
- We don't want to hear it.

It's a very old movie.
I've seen it 1000 times.

1000 times. Did you count?

- Are we going to listen to each other?
- Yes, I want to listen.

It's about these soldiers who go
to an Indian village and kill everyone.

They chop everyone their head off
and hang the heads on their saddles.

- This is mental.
- That's impossible.

The best is still to come.
Eventually one escapes...

and takes revenge on those soldiers
by scalping them one by one.

But really, all those cowboys just...
They're all assholes.

Please. Please, guys.

Come on, let's listen to each other.

- Anyone else who wants to tell something?
- I do.

- Tell us Johan.
- Do I also have to stand up?

Of course.

'Do I also have to stand up?'
Just stand up.

- Actually I made this film myself.
- Yes, always wants to be special.

You don't get enough
attention or what?

No, it's actually about
these little kittens.

And then I pour gasoline over them...
or something like that.

Bro, that guy is crazy,
he pours gasoline over them.

- They are super cute...
- Miss, that not normal, isn't it?

- Their skin is so super thin, and...
- Johan, not that.

Quiet, everyone.

Burning kittens, right?

You over there and you over there.

Over there.
Sit back down, everyone.

What's going on here? Stop it.

Let me go like a bitch.

Hey, you're in my seat.

What do you want?

Do you want your seat?
There it is.

Don't you think that you are rid of it.

Liam. Liam, come.

Come, that way.

Upstairs.

- Let go of me.
- Upstairs. Upstairs, enough.

I thought we'd made some progress.

I can't save you, you know.
You have to do that yourself.

The only person one who can find a way
for you to be content is yourself.

I want to be there for you,
help you map out the way, but...

in the end it's up to you.

Keep your fucking trap shut
or I'll cut your throat.

Take off your fucking pants.

Liam, where are you?
Liam.

Liam, sorry.

Sorry Gee.

Momo is really fucked.

Liam.

That guy grabbed me too.

Gee, I'm also afraid of that guy.

Sorry.

Last week Liam...

relieved himself in class.

And yesterday also, here in my office.

- So we're not talking about an incident.
- Oh boy.

- So we're looking at how to solve this.
- But that's awful.

- Isn't that awful, sir?
- It's not that terrible.

What more can we do?
We do everything for our child.

Everything. We do the best we can.

- Madam, this is not about you, but about Liam.
- And what do we get in return?

He shits his pants.
Is that normal to you?

- If we calm down, we can try to solve this.
- We can't take anymore, sir. We just can't.

- It can be remedied.
- We can't take anymore.

You want to remedy this?
It's not possible anymore.

- How did it go?
- Same as always.

Hey, kiddo, come on home,
we're having a party tonight.

- And bring your whore too.
- And your pal from the CLB.

- Do you have a family party?
- No, my parents organise sex parties.

I always hide in the basement.

- What did that guy say?
- He told my mom I shat my pants.

Why do you do that?

I don't know.

Did they abuse you?

No.

Are you sure?

No, but I don't think so.

Has there ever been a moment
that you were really happy?

I don't know.

It's really like I don't remember.

But when I'm feeding Jimmy,
that feels good.

And you?

I wish I wasn't divorced, but you know...

Life doesn't get any easier
when you get older.

Yours can still go any which way.

You're always so occupied with others
you forget yourself, right?

That's not good, is it?

Alright.

...was really just a piece of cake.
This is a genuine victory over...

It's over.

Steven, Steven, Steven Defour.

Steven Defour, Steven Defour,
Steven, Steven, Steven Defour.

Yes.

Can we have a talk?

In half an hour we'll see the principal and
if all goes well you can go back to school.

- Really?
- Yes.

But we want to be clear
about a few things.

Yes, and we'd like you
to be honest, Liam.

Momo also goes to that school,
and we don't want a hassle.

Are you happy?

Yes.

Alright, let's go.

We have a new pupil today: Liam Gussé.

Liam, would you mind introducing yourself?
Stand up straight.

- Do I have to?
- Yes, we'd like to get to know you.

So stand up straight
and tell us about yourself.

He smells.

Charlotte, please. Very mature.
Just what we needed.

- Go ahead, Liam.
- What do you want me to say?

Something about yourself.
Hobbies or where you're from.

I like to work with horses.
And with animals.

A bit louder,
so everyone can hear you.

I like to... I like to work...

I like to work with horses.
And with animals in general.

Okay, thank you, Liam.
You can sit down again.

Liam comes from an institution called
'The Doll's House', and is joining our class.

I hope we can make him feel at home here.
Let's give him some help with the courses...

and see what he needs. I'm counting on you.
Now let us continue with the lesson.

Hey, Liam. I've found your movie.

- With the Indians.
- Is that Scalps?

Yes, you can watch it tonight.

- Where did you find it?
- The internet.

- Wait, you have to click here, on play.
- Okay.

Hey, thanks.

Come in.

What's the matter?

- I got my report.
- Already?

- Alright.
- And?

- It's not very good.
- Come on.

- But it is good.
- I was just kidding.

- Idiot.
- Here, math: 7.6.

- Good result.
- And History.

My goodness.

- French, 7.9. That's great.
- Jos will be glad to hear it.

- 9,5. Music.
- You have to sign here.

- I want to sign too.
- Me first.

I'm proud of you, man.

There you go. Fantastic.

My dad drives like a madman.

He was always drunk when he drove.

They once got into an argument in the car
and my dad started beating my mom.

And he lost control of the wheel.

He drove into a ditch.

And started beating up my mom.

Then she started beating me
and pulling my skin.

She kept hitting me
until my nose was bleeding.

They threw me in the trunk
so the car wouldn't get dirty.

What happened then?

I woke up because they threw
a bucket of water in my face.

And then they...

pulled me out of the trunk
and threw me in the basement.

I spent a fucking long time there.

What the fuck am I to do with my life?

There's nothing I can do.

It's all fucked.

It's all gone to pieces.

What is that?

What are you thinking?

That's not normal.
I'm almost 30 years older than you.

I'm not in love with you. You're not with me.
You think so, but it's projection.

I try to be there for you, to help you,
but that's not love.

Liam, come, say something.

First you write a love letter
and then you have nothing to say?

You can't just stay mute.
Talk about it.

Dammit.

Liam.

Liam. Calm, calm.

No.

What are you doing?
Come, come outside, Jos.

- Your turn.
- I'll show you how to do it.

Hey, Momo.

Can you help me?

- I'm really in deep shit.
- Why would I?

- A few guys from the village beat me up.
- So?

They're coming for you.
They say we're all thieves and rapists.

They keep talking about filthy niggers
and filthy monkeys.

Why would I believe you?

Really, I wouldn't ask anyone else.
You're the only one who can help me.

What do I get for it?

You can choose.

You can go now.

Here it is.

What the fuck are you doing?
Fuck you.

Faggot, let go of me.

Stop, stop.

Pa? Pa?

Pa? Pa?