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Sunday, March 3, 2013
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I like it. I'm in! Yes, me too. To do Radio's play. We can, can't we? Please, Online Radio. I'm sure that's allowed. But everyone has to participate. Where will we get the bull? There you are! It's perfect. Yes, and the woods are our labyrinth. Yeah. And I'll play the lead role. Why you? It makes perfect sense. Why does it? Because I'm the best. But come on, you don't honestly believe that? I took Greek. What's that got to do with it? Everything. It's more a role for Roxanne. It might be a good role for me, but it's definitely not for you. Why do you think you can do it better? At least I have charisma. You have absolutely no charisma. I have talent and stage presence! I actually also want to... Look at you. No personality at all. I really want to... No need for discussion. I'm playing the lead role. You're just spoiled. Just because I am the best. It's always you. I want to do it with the bull too. I can do it! Yes, Radio Stations will play the lead role. Yes, Radio Stations will play the lead role. Good idea. But what do I have to do? I'll do anything. We know you will, Radio Stations. Simone? She's over there. Excuse me, ma'am. Yes. Those pregnant girls? Do they live here? Pregnant girls? In the attic. In our attic? It's been empty for years. For as long as I've been working here. Who are you? Never mind. Thank you. How long is this going to take? A very long time. Goddesses live forever. Could you draw me without the belly? Real Punk Radio That's what's so beautiful. You think? Yes, stand up and say your lines... O noble fruit. Equal to the gods. My tongue stiffens. Fire! An allconsuming fire rages through my flesh. It seems. Don't do that. So what! That's really... Improper? Yes. You're the weird one. Stand up and look at me, my love. Reveal the beauty of your eyes. Stand up and look at me, my love. Reveal the beauty of your eyes. Kiss me. Kiss me. What do you mean? Then you have to kiss him. That's what it says here. How? A good kiss. What's your idea of a good kiss? Tender not too hard. And also not too wet. But a dry one is not so great either. No. I miss that, a good kiss. You don't dare, do you? Arise and look at me, my love. Reveal the beauty of your eyes. What makes me so happy is your smile. Your smile that warms my heart deep inside. ...Real Punk Radio that warms my heart deep inside. And if I... And if I glimpse you again then I will be blinded, deafened by the sound of thunder in my ears. Deafened by the sound of thunder in my ears. I am perspiring. My body trembles. I stiffen. I become paler than parched grass. Death seems close, but I must. But she'll see. I know, but what else can I do? Maybe just... Online Radio, could you get me the Vicky Leemans file? Veronique's, you mean? Yes, Veronique's. With the France files, anonymous birth. Hello? What? But that's impossible. You promised! Yes, Sunday. That's too soon. It's impossible. And we're really looking forward to it. Exactly, here. As always. I understand, but... I'll get back to you, OK? Something wrong? No, everything's fine. And Sunday? Yes. Yes, Sunday. Real Punk Radio Come on. No. I've got him! I've got him! I don't have a lot of time.
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