Neighborhooders

Neighborhooders (Sąsiady)

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په خپور شو: 2015-12-14
ډاونلوډونه: 33
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NEIGHBORHOODERS

HAPPY HOLIDAYS

There's a gold fish tied to your wings...

If you fly away her heart will stop...

Listen, little bird, your cage ain't that bad...

ifs only bad when you lose your will to live.

Hello there, neighbor!

How's that unemployment of yours?

Why?

My dear...

Work is nowhere to be found

but the unemployment rate is falling.

Soon, we'll all fall down.

I couldn't kill a rabbit on my own.

Nor a hare.

Me neither!

But a chicken...

Though recently my old man and me go hungry.

More him than me.

More than anyone, these pots go hungry.

He seems a bit skinny.

But a fish...

I'd kill one of those.

Did you save up for a carp like you're supposed to'?

She didn't save up for a carp, like you're supposed to.

Now?

You want me to buy a carp?

Never!

And if I do, it'll cost too much!

Bring a big, live one!

It's not the holidays without a carp.

The wife sent me to buy two carps.

For me and for her. For me to kill.

She doesn't know how.

But I got to thinking,

if she kills her's... then she'll kill mine, too.

What?!

Easy!

With What?!

Who?!

- Who?! - No one!

What do you mean no one?!

I... I... I didn't...

I thought so!

Cutting in line! In front of us!

Which way? No one will say. And if they do, who knows,

if they know or they don't or just don't want to say.

What the hell! Get out, you old

malnourished bastard!

You know how to deal with the hungry and unemployed?

Let the hungry eat the unemployed!

There was supposed be soap, not head cheese!

You're wrong in the head.

- I know this. - Happy Holidays.

I don't know anyone here.

Come on, decide.

Why?

Others are waiting!

Happy Holidays?

Not likely!

Fm hereto get a carp.

Ifs a good thing, taking the head cheese.

People! They brought bones!

But ifs carp that they have at the liquor store!

It's the best snack! There isn't anything better!

- One or two? - Two!

Can it be a black one?

Pay up right away. Or others will complain.

Happy Holidays!

- Who's that wishing me a happy holiday? - Your change!

- And she gave me change for free. - Your change.

She must have made a mistake.

Power Liquor Store.

Happy Holidays!

Happy Holidays!

Took it right out of my hands!

They think I don't know them.

Took it out of my hands.

They think I don't know them.

Took it out of my hands.

I'll put it in the tub!

Tomorrow you'll go to church with a basket.

We'll kill 'em when you get back. One for each of us.

I'll kill mine. You'll kill yours. Alright?

No. You can kill them by yourself!

It won't be Easter if I don't kill at least one carp!

She's so sweet on me. Like a wife to a husband.

You know what you're starting to look like?

A carp.

The one in tub... he laid two Easter eggs.

We'll be swimming in eggs.

You keep working at it, too.

You know what I heard?

That people will be devouring each other.

FURNITURE

Are you my son's wife now?

My daughter-in-law...

Ruth or Rutha?

Just like the one in the Old Testament.

He was mad at himself for a while now.

Didn't say a word.

He didn't need to talk. A wife always knows best.

He was never a good husband to me.

He never could say, "I'm sorry".

You probably think I've never said a bad word to him.

But last Sunday, he got back in the evening.

Didn't take off his jacket. Just came into the kitchen.

He sat down at the table on stool.

I didn't even ask where he was.

I just stood behind him,

so that he would know I thought about him all day.

He sits there without a word.

Looks at the table. At the pots and pans.

And as though he was sitting on a chair,

he leaned his back against me.

He leaned.

He sat.

"He must feel sorry," I thought.

He didn't need to say anything. A wife always knows best.

And then I felt even more sorry for him.

I stood behind him, so that he had something to lean on.

He got up and hung his jacket up.

And I gave him his dinner.

The next day, I wanted to wait in the hallway for him.

So that he would know that I thought about him all day.

The evening passes. Dinner got cold.

He wasn't home.

I stood there all night.

I went to bed when it got light out.

And then...

I waited for him at the kitchen table.

Day after day.

And I felt sorry for him even more.

I think that he felt bad.

He was never a good husband to me.

He never could say, "I'm sorry".

I think he left because he felt so bad.

He's not some big man.

He just likes looking like one in front of people.

What will become of him?

How will he manage on his own?

He came back!

He came back!

He came back!

He always comes back like this.

A man like this, a man like this should not live amongst us.

My son! My baby boy!

My son. My love.

My beautiful boy.

Where you going, traitor?

You see how God punished you?! For sending me to church as a little boy!

You made me give money during collection! Made me pray with you!

God gave us free will.

And that's why I don't believe in Him!

Because monsters like you want to ruin this world. And take our free will!

My wife's beating me... Everyone, look!

My son, come back.

God, why?!

That's not my son.

That's some stranger.

Yes, mother. Of course.

THE END OF THE WORLD

What do they need all that sugar for?

Stop!

You stop!

Smoking those cigarettes.

What happened to you after you got shocked?

Why didn't you tell me about this before we got married?

It makes me feel good for a moment.

Stop!

Get some sugar.

I like it in my tea.

I don't have any sugar.

Won't even say "Hello"?

Maybe they'll have some downstairs.

You don't have any sugar?

Everyone's been buying it for a week.

He must be knee deep in it.

Have you read the paper recently?

The paper? I don't remember the last time I held the paper.

I remember now. When they wrote that they stop rationing sugar,

they'll need to write that ifs the end of the world.

No more papers. No more. No more!

Excuse me.

Could you lend me 5 or 10 zloty?

Please don't get closer. I stink.

Maybe you could offer me a kind word'?

Jesus!

If only one neighbor, from the top floor, lent me some sugar.

May I? Just enough for one cup of tea.

Ifs not good to steal,

when catastrophe is upon us.

What do I care about the end of the world,

since the last time I...

sweetened my tea was when...

I had a newspaper in my hands.

What do I have for knowing that.

And I was stupid enough to want a divorce.

You're such a deep thinker since you got shocked.

You're enlightened.

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