It begins as the end of a story. A bad start ...
Alessandro ...
Alessandro!
Alessandro, my darling!
Do not do it.
I love you.
I love you!
To the right ...
To the left ...
It continues in the cemetery one morning when the sun refuses to look forward.
It does not get better.
One day you open a book and read what you always thought.
-In the last detail. -As if the author wrote for you.
-When you read all his books. And think 'him, I know. "
-You fall in love. -It only happens once in a lifetime.
NEWS FROM GOD
He did what he wrote.
To the smallest detail.
It was a damn good writer.
-The best. -The only.
You wonder why God, who is kind itself, withdrawn a man in his prime.
His spouse, his brother, this writer that we loved.
I believe it is the Lord's ways, Like all creators, is unfathomable.
Some writers will help people to live. Battavia was one of them.
In our view, a great writer, but He was just one of God's creations-
-Dedicated threw himself to the Creator lap, so grateful for the life he had.
For God, as the author, gives life to their creations - but take it back.
Alessandro Battavia himself, that was so submissive-
, Finished his last book with the lines:
"I see the imagination of a Creator who dreams that people are "-
- "And some of them dreaming that they write. "
Battavia would have been our guest tonight by reason of the recent novel:
"News from God '
But Battavia took his life last Sunday.
We devote the entire program for his work.
God dreamed Battavia was the author. It fits well? We have books.
One should ask the question ...
About the author writes: "Suddenly he saw a wall in front of him. "
Wall exists for novel figure and he can touch it.
He runs right into it, he dies.
Where Battavia a character?
The characters seem's so alive when you read about them.
They live normally, go to work and fall in love just like us.
But if the characters believe in the world they live in-
-Then what is the evidence not we are novels?
God damn it ...
It was the Battavia wanted to show.
That the wall does not exist, that nothing exists. We can deal with reality.
If life does not exist death has not anyone important.
He lived out his ideas. Damn, the nice kind!
-North. -Yes, little sister.
I wonder one thing.
If none exist, neither pedestrians ambulances or something else.
Then-exist well neither do we. -Well, we do.
-Really? -Yes, we exist because we believe it.
It depends on whether you believe or not. We are here because we know that we do not.
When we sleep we do cease to exist because we stop believing when we sleep.
-It was like hell. -Battavias words ...
-She is not. -No, why would she be?
So it makes no if we run over her.
Nothing at all.
North, if we are novels we must of course be a writer.
What a bastard ... What is the kind of novel?
-It is a mess. -Yes.
Shit Job, no Jack, no nice man for chilly evenings. A damn life!
-Shit story! And nothing we can do about it.
Imagine asking Cosette Victor Hugo of a better life ...
For she had had to meet him.
Yes, but then I wonder if pedestrian which exists or not.
He does not.
My dear Alessandro, why did you do that?
Honey, now I will.
Can we ...?
When you do not know where you are on the way it's just as well to get there quickly.
We would like a room. The best you have.
-We are outlaws and can not go home. -Do not joke, we get the cops after us.
-The cops do not exist. -We know they not.
So they do the job. Do not believe the author let us move to everything in his history.
-Where 'somewhere? -Here ...
Rooms 33rd
North ...
I know who he is; bastard who gave us our lives hellish.
I know who was Victor Hugo's.
Oh, that's obvious.
"I see the imagination of a Creator who dreams that the people there. "
Who else? Our Creator ...
Is there anybody home?
You, the Creator ...
Come out if you dare. We know it's you.
But, dear friends ...
Please do ...
-You are the Lord's house. -Perfect, because it is Him we seek.
We are two of his creations. His characters, so to speak.
We have a few things to say to Him.
Sure, you want to talk to Him strikes you sit down and pray.
Quietly and reverently.
You have certainly not understood.
We want to talk to Him, hear Him and see Him ... in reality!
It'll be a little harder if that is how you want it.
-How will the otherwise go to? -I told you that you would ask.
Although it is an old method but it's proven.
Exert yourself a bit.
Say if I'm wrong ... This is the well house of God?
If you hit him or may obtain a notice-
-Then say that the North and Evangile want to meet Him.
We wish him no harm, just switch a few words ... people.
Talk about everything and nothing, mainly nothing. That is what worries us most.
Remember ... North and Evangile.
We'll be back. Tomorrow.
-I have such a weird feeling. -Me too, I feel so strange.
-Do you have an aspirin? -No. It just feels weird.
It actually feels really nice.
I feel so ... How the hell is it they say?
-Are you free? That's right. Free ...
We are free, as you said.
A wonderful people who enjoy their job. The railway station ...
Rarely. You do not exist and those that does not exist may not ride in my taxi.
-To take and get out! -But I do not understand ...
There, in the way and "not-exist" anywhere else.
It is so good with this is that it makes me ...
-Think? -Yes ... ponder.
Little brother, I really like to think.
Mr. North ...
-You will come with a banality. -It was barnotan.
The bad part of people like you are you are so predictable.
Money does not exist and you know why?
-Sorry ... -Not at all.
Neither the town, the hotel or barnotan. Not even you.
Everything is here. Read it and You will understand a lot.
Fill the mini bar for tonight.
What cute he is when he is confused. Do not you think so?
See you tonight.
Yeah, see you tonight, ma'am. -Miss ...
-May I know little of him? -I have said no.
-They are exhausted. -Oh my God ...
BATTAVIAS LAST
You were not that helpful. Give me that! Now enough is enough!
Damn, what a pharmacist is stubborn.
We need to concentrate. Here ...
-Evangile, enough is enough. -What is that?
The fool wanted money; but who the hell cares about money?
I explained, but he took out this. I had to show how it works.
I was annoyed at him, but now we're talking no more about it.
Those who have not read the book have themselves to blame.
Happy are those who eat at the Lord's table.
See Lamb of God who taketh away the sin of the world.
Lord, I am not worthy of you.
Was that on purpose? In order to test me, or of pure malice?
You can not get anything said without causing disaster?
Or, hell, you completely in everything.
It is enough to You do not care full of everything.
-Did he notice? -I have had a tough day.
That's not true! My frescoes from the 1700s!
He must have heard you. He hears everything.
And the answer ...? -We need to get answers.
He can not come every time somebody calls.
But you should not take it personally.
You were well-priest to see God closer to home. But you have it?
Others have had better luck. Is not it annoying?
Why believe in God, if He still proves that He exists? Or ...?
I would not like to work for somebody I never see. He's a fucking type.
Do not say that. I understand Him not always, but he has their reasons.
I do not know. I do not know anymore.
You can not have much fun.
-If I were you ... -Heaven and earth.
If you jump from the tower-
-Have you on the one hand, a hypothesis and the other certainty.
We want certainty. We have had enough of unanswered questions.
-We are going nowhere. -The world is full of churches.
Dear friends, wait a minute!
On second thought I can not say that you are wrong.
Revelations and miracles are for virgins, idiots and children ...
But never the priests see some!
Well ...
For years I have restored frescoes but everything just collapse, so I thought ...
Well, I would like to ... Can I come with you?
-What? -I am a bit of a specialist.
If you meet Him Perhaps you need an interpreter.
Someone who has expertise ... He was up there might only speak Latin.
Can you swear that you will help us without discussion? You must promise that.
I swear.
-By all means, known and unknown? -Known and unknown.
Moral and immoral?
Moral and ...
Immoral.
-My name is North. -Nice to meet you.
-Evangile. -I am the father of Zhivago.
We say only Zhivago until further notice.
Jump in, priest!
It's our Bible. Read it. -Battavia was my favorite author.
Nothing happens by chance. As a specialist, Who do you advise us to talk to?
I know someone who should know more, but I promise nothing.
-He may be guilty of hypocrisy as everyone else. -We drive there.
Talk about stubborn!
Maybe he is deaf.
Please answer, His Holiness.
Either he knows nothing ... or so, he has received orders from above.
The priest! We are waiting ...
He is hopelessly glued the rosary. A typical fanatic.
-We are going nowhere. -Sorry ...
What do we do now?
Do you think great writer gets angry about we kill His representative on earth?
No, we said "no violence".
Stir us to His Story He had to react.
I am absolutely against it!
- "By all means." - "Moral and immoral."
-Do it, you. -No, you can not ...
Shut up! Had you taken against us, This had not happened.
You, up there! Come out, otherwise we will kill him!
We shoot your pontificate. In your place I would come forward immediately.
Do you see anything?
-We do it! -Last Warning! Take it seriously!
-How do we do now? -The devil turns not an inch.
-As usual ... -If we do not, we are not credible.
-We 're not kill him? -He says no, we will do it.
Wait a minute ...
-He asks that we take bribes. -It does not interest us.
It does not interest us! -How can you have it up there?
-His Holiness disappoint me. -I count to five. A.
Two.
-Hell! -It was.
-You are not wise. -That was a mistake.
I did not do it on purpose. In addition, I burned myself ...
-We will be blamed. -If you can not count the sounds you get.
A good man with weaknesses and qualities ...
Do not overdo it! A life of mistakes, in chastity ... We did him a favor.
I'm really not on this.
-Brain arrest. -For me with.
-What do we do now? -Sulked.
We were in a novel, I would like to know what happens next.
-Forget about religion! If not the pope know ... -Anyway, he is with God now.
There one can always hope anyway.
-Does it work? -When you die you end up with God.
-Assuming that you believe in Him. -We do. We want to meet Him.
-Do you want to die just to check it? -Dying to see if one lives is stupid.
We need a volunteer who do not have anything to lose.
Are you sure?
One of the three suicide candidates select this bridge. One of two at Christmas time.
It's not Christmas every day. -Damn, he is sur.
-She would not do it intentionally. It's easy to say afterwards.
We are lucky enough to us. She is crying.
-His wife, Miss ... Just some minutes ... -I knew it!
One can not die in peace! There is always someone who will save one.
-Oh no ... -Stop! One more step and it goes bad!
You "Saint Bernard types" should not trying to get me second thoughts.
Do not say that life is wonderful. Please do not talk like that!
No, no, life is not great.
So I jump in the river and this time will not stop me!
Just jump! There is no stopping you. Especially not us.
-On the contrary, we want you to do it. -Absolutely. We respect your decision.
We would not affect you, but just ask you a favor.
It was a message. But first an important issue. Do you believe in God?
More or less.
Rather more or rather less? It is important to us.
If I say ... Rather more?
Then everything is fine. You die and meet God; because you are among the believers.
We want you to give Him A message.
-God ... -From all of us.
-Say that we want to meet Him. -But without dying of course.
We called Evangile, North, and he sitting there and sulking is Zhivago.
Do you remember that? Would you do it?
Yes, but then so. That's it.
We will not keep you anymore. Jump to.
We thank you with all our hearts. We count on you. Do not forget ...
-Zhivago, Evangile ... And the North.
That's right.
-Good luck! -It will go well.
Thank you.
-She 're not change his mind now? -You forget one thing.
-I hope she someday ...? -Oh yeah, do not worry.
-It is a difficult step to take. -Not doing anything to me.
-We were perhaps too nice. -Stop staring at me!
-Turn around! -Sure, sure ...
Just words and no action! She do not mean seriously.
It goes without saying of course ...
-What are you waiting for? -None. I expect nothing more from life.
Yes, but then so, jump! Show some courage!
-One, two ... -Three!
-What a tough chick! -So, of course ...
-What? -I do not say it. You'll have to guess!
Do you not for your sake, so do it for spring!
She drags on. We were too nice.
Will not you on it?
Jump, damn cow! What awaits you on? Your man will not come back!
No!
He does not because he is dead. And I also want to die.
Alessandro, my love, here I come!
Nice! She jumped. Too bad it was in vain.
Entirely in vain. If you had listened to me, I said it.
That those who commit suicide not have access to the kingdom of God.
So the message you can forget.
-This must be a nightmare. -People never listen to me.
And you call yourself a specialist?! A bungler is what you are!
-Where we go now? -No idea.
-We go somewhere else. -Yes!
-He was up there are damn smart. And we have it easy.
I changed my mind. I do not want to die.
And what message is concerned, ... -We know.
Can I ride with you?
I'm all alone and all wet. I will be dying.
It is, surely you owe me? It's your fault that I am alive.
I thought you were waiting and I did have to say what it was.
And so I have an idea for you. -An idea ...?
The party submitting the statement must die, but may not commit suicide.
-You may take and kill someone simply. -We have already tried.
-Are we going to kill you? -No, not anymore.
I'm not alone anymore. Or what ...?
-What is your name? Nine-Kare.
Okay, Kare Nine, but we kill learn not want to do us a favor.
He will be our cursed. It is human.
It becomes easier if one take one that is already dying.
Can we go past me so I can change into dry clothes?
And you must tell where you have got the whole idea from.
Fancy that! Battavias own wife ... It makes me vibrate.
-It 's like ... -... A blessing.
-You have something in kikarn ... -Only literary!
I have seen how she looks at you. Stir her up do I run out of her.
-What I feel stupid. -I.
When you die, appreciate a little kindness.
It is important to choose carefully. Of course, a faithful person.
-A solid that falls directly with God. -A saint.
We had been able to ask the Pope ...
-Good day, my son. Do you believe in god? -Yes.
-Good. What are you doing? -I sell liquor and cigarettes.
-Father! -I do not have time.
May I ask ... I am not for intrusive ...
What was Battavia? What was the kind of man?
A nice type.
He wrote in order to understand the world but dan he did that he was not out.
-You were madly in love? -He said that love does not exist.
Not more than anything else ...
When he said he wanted to live, and when he was alive, he wanted to write.
He wrote all the time and so did him upset, so he was still.
He said: "Writing is a privilege and a criminal. "
"Privilege of having knowledge, punishment for it is lucid. "
"Every woman you meet, you should watch out for. "Page 244th
Wait a minute.
-Do you believe in God? -It is well secured.
-Professional? -Judge in wrestling.
He wrote clearly the last novel and on the last page, I understood.
The car, wall ...
I should have done the author detest. Glancing at the end first ...
Author confuse their own lives with the story they write.
To the side. Here it was cold ...
-What happened? -He was hit by a train.
-Go figure! -He can handle himself.
Feet first. He will out of here feet first ...
-I love you. -We love you too.
-Do you hear the family? -Almost.
Our bus and take it easy. Brutality leads nowhere.
-We always do this. -Sure, but the effort you this time.
-Do you understand? -Sure.
There, there ...
"News from God '
-These are some of the idealists. -What for something?
There was none.
Two days later,
What we have had for us in two days?
-I do not remember a thing. -I do not either.
-What are we doing here? -It is natural and is called the ellipse.
When it does not happen anything during two days in a novel-
-The author writes "two days later "and so continues the story.
With or without the ellipse, we should know by now if it worked.
The apparent saint little fireman hid probably a big mortal sin.
What do you say, Zhivago?
Yes, such a fine mind and so helpful ... He should have got there directly.
-So we have problems. -We have to find another solution.
I have an idea, but ...
-I am not so sure ... -All right.
-Promise not to make fun of me. -We promise.
Fuck and stuff ...
What?
I think of eroticism.
"Little Death." It is as is called the moment right after ...
-Not bad. -Not at all stupid.
That eroticism is a path to God Tantrism is the message. Not bad!
What is that? None of the gays, well ...?
It is a Hindu religion.
I saw it on TV. They love in the dark until they shall see God.
How can they see something in the dark? Fun to see what you've worked with.
No, wait just a minute.
I am a specialist in God but do not know about fucking and stuff.
-So you've never ...? -Ever.
-Not even ...? -Oh, no!
Perhaps as a child, but it was not on purpose and do not count.
Then it's time to get started. This will be interesting ...
You're clean bomb with orgasms that takes you directly to the seventh heaven.
Do not worry, you have our support. Fucking do it a cinch.
We talk about the erotic, Evangile.
Sure, I can help. Sure, I can stand on that ...
But not with a ...
It's nothing personal. I just can not.
Well-religion that inhibits me ... -It does not matter.
-I am also a bit old fashioned. -Really?
-I want to belong to one man. -Thanks, I know team spirit!
-So we need another girl. -I, then? What am I on something?
I also have heart and body. I'm no worse than anyone else.
It's not the same. -I want to be with.
I want to carry my load ...
-Okay, I have mood sometimes, but ... -Evangile, we are working.
What injustice! For once, I could do something ...
So we need another girl.
I know where there are lots.
Many.
-The little there ...? -Squeaky!
But so little.
-The long, then? -She has shorts.
-You do not turn anything. -I was thinking something more romantic.
-The blond then? -She was there?
Yes, she takes us. -Evangile, stop!
She's no ...
Hello.
Can I be blunt?
Well, we wonder if you agree love with us?
-I horar not, I'm waiting for the bus -You will not get paid.
It is a very serious matter. We want to get in touch with God.
-My friends and myself. -Through the fuck?
Much have I heard of to get me in bed, but where does the price.
Okay, but just one hour.
-So you are on it? -Sure.
Then we go then; for I have been a hit since.
-Are you real or just a pervert? -No, he is ordained.
-Something I've always fantasized about ... -Really?
Stop!
This is surely a little too easy. The first thing we ask set up immediately.
-Do we really control? -We know what it is about, we are free.
Maybe we just think so. He was up there perhaps led us to believe what we believe.
Led us to do anything not earn something, and now she ...
What is this bullshit? Have you changed your mind?
I was set on it now. So do not be sensitive to girls.
-This is where the journey ends. Get out! -It was not what you said.
Bring it here, too.
Fucking gay! Impotent types! Intellectuals!
-Was a little polite. -Fucking slut!
There you will see that it was not that difficult.
Kare Nine is entitled The safest way not to obey Him-
-Is to act illogically, do anything.
Zhivago is right. A writer can do everything, but whatever.
We have to do anything. Inconsistency is our only freedom.
It's for a good deed.
-We were not the cutest. -Order logic!
-Not the ugliest either, I hope. -No. Some logic in the illogical ...
You keep your calm, nobody move! Stand still, I say!
Hurry in!
Run!
Follow the taxi!
Sorry it was a bit violent for, but we really need you.
Have you read it? Do you know to India? Do you believe in God?
Let me go! Do you know what the penalty for kidnapping of the Office of Police is?
-Nothing at all. -We stand above the law.
I know who you are. This can not you sit out.
-Excuse me! The belt ... -I know. Drive on!
-So you kill anyone? -0ch do anything.
-Not as easy as you might think ... -You are dangerous lunatics.
I demand that you let me. Turn back! Please do ...
I have family.
-Are you going to kill me? -No, just sleep with you.
We take them and then they certainly have!
No, no! Sure annoys you on them, but you must not let anger control.
We take them calmly and try to persuade them to justice.
-They are just antikonformister. -What for something?
Watch out!
Nice!
"There are questions that make you advance, answer first one only. "
Do not hurry.
Evangile ...
Pushing ahead, Zhivago.
-Do you feel like it? -That is to say that ...
-You are given a little funky ... -There are some things I am unsure.
-He should have anything to comply. -Yes, it would be good.
-No balls at all ... That's not it.
Knock it off. - Kare Nine, duty calls.
-With the least possible effort. -Sure.
But, however, a substantial overhaul. Penetrating ...
-We can get really close to each other. -Oh, yes!
-Can you concentrate? -I promise.
Yes, that's good. Immerse yourself ...
Is that what you do?
I work with the body, but the North is working with the brain.
Immerse yourself ...
-Far, far away. -Yes, far, far away.
Say what you see.
A mountain. Hav ...
Sand dunes, a beach, vast meadows.
And colors. I hear colors, I see the sound!
I am an endless wave that washes over the universe.
It rocks, I capsize, I fall, I explode!
There, there, calm down. What is it you fall in? Tell me.
In infinity. We give life to the galaxies. My dear, it's wonderful!
I do not understand. You were calm, but ...
-Will never both at once? -It happens when you love each other.
I'm not a good example. I shoot them directly.
But I can never myself with. It is just that.
And then they're like leeches.
-Zhivago, your turn. -0ch my ...?
-Yes, of course. - Any Questions? -It did not look so complicated.
We go into the next room; for she is getting on my nerves.
Treetops are as roots who drink the sky
The roots are like silent branches
The Earth is transparent and heaven as a body
Warm earth where the cries are heard at the sources
Melodies can be heard from the trees instruments who plays for the disappearance of votes
-Bound ... or should you behave? -Do you take me then if I take care of me?
She may be bound.
Excuse me, but do you have anything against to keep his uniform on?
Okay, if you keep your on.
What nice to see the desire to be born ...
Time to get started.
Good luck!
Come a little closer.
-Lord, show me the way. -God is love.
No, have not so busy. Do not forget you are our last hope.
-I have sinned, Father. -I listen, my child.
I have had impure thoughts.
Very impure thoughts with Chief of Police. He is so ...
-He is married. -God forgive you.
-Do you see Him already? -Yes! I think he is ...
I am a lost woman, father. Horrible and vicious ...
-Repeat after me: "It's my fault." It's my fault.
-My gross errors. -Your grave error!
-Concentrate. What does he look like? -He has a beard.
I sin in thought and in action as soon as I get a chance. Punish me ...
Shut up, Edward!
And except for the beard ...? It's black.
Curly and triangular shaped.
-Sure. And wet, huh? -Yes, humid and hot.
I swallowed, sucked in ...
It is pure apocalypse! Last Judgement! Rabel! Pompeii!
Sodom and Gomorrah ...
Jesus!
Say ... you are always so ... when you ...?
-Yes. -Well.
-I have had enough. -If you continue like this, so ...
I had never imagined mysticism like this.
Well, then well I go.
The problem is that I have write a report. The job, you know.
Can I go no further? Would you not threatening me, so I keep quiet?
Evangile ...
Okay, I promise not to say anything.
Goodbye.
If you need me more your experiments, you know I was there.
-A total fiasco! -Maybe because we are not Indians ...
We tried not all possibilities.
Has she gone?
-What do you mean 'gone'? -Yes, she has disappeared.
-When I woke up she was not there. -Did you try to not ...
-Please Evangile ... -What do you think? Mostly I was horny.
-But I barely touched her. -Turn the fucking light.
Will this be a joke?
-I swear I did not know anything! -Damn you, North!
Kare Nine, go here. You may not sleep in my bed. Not now ...
Do not get angry.
-Ask why I'm here. -I know enough.
No, it's something else too. You may not want to hear it now.
But I came because ...
Whatever! I'm in love with you. That's what happened to me.
North, say something.
It is He up there again. He can invent anything.
Are you crazy? I know what I feel.
-I am in love with you. -Oh no.
He was up there want to do it all into a nerdy love story.
And what destroys the friendship well better than like that caterpillar? I just wonder ...
See the Evangile. She's already mad at me.
-I am in love with him. -You are right. Forgive me.
What do Battavia? Read ...
"Love is a trick of nature takes into to force us to conceive a child. "
-I do not want children. -Luckily it.
-Not yet anyway ... -What?
I'm in love with him. It is just that.
What's wrong with him? - What is wrong with you?
-Cops ... -What is it about her?
-She has gone. -No, not him! -No, Zhivago.
We must not let ourselves be influenced ...
I love you.
-How do you feel, Evangile? -Just fine, you can trust me.
Evangile ... It's for your own good.
Zhivago ...
Thank you, it is not necessary. I feel better.
-Really? -Yes, it has been over.
So it should sound like.
I was so sure. He loved so well I thought ...
There are more than six in this life.
Loiter not, do not be so sentimental.
When you find one that does it well, where you'd like, of course, do not let him.
-Of course ... -We are not angry at you.
It could happen to me.
We must love one another
for a ray of sunshine
which flares up as the flame
from a hot fire
We must love one another
for the leaves that fall
under the indifferent gaze
and winter king has
Where are we?
We want to get in touch with a dead person.
Of course. Give me the name, date of birth and death dates.
Do you have a photo or something that belonged to him?
This applies to any particular person. It goes well with anyone.
-You are currently experiencing unrequited love. -Yes, that's right.
-No. -Jo.
-Anyone? -Assuming that he believes in God.
And lived impeccably ... A saint- if there is too much to ask.
He must be cooperative after- that we through him to talk to God.
It was like hell.
Unless we get direct contact with God.
It would be ideal.
I only communicate with the dead and God never die.
-Wait a minute. If it comes to money. -A bank ... we fix cash instantly!
You are our last chance ...
I see.
What did you ...?!
We were more ...
But ... they made you well?
Do you know something, you must tell it. They are extremists.
-What for something? -Dangerous people.
Did they mention it?
Did they say what they wanted?
-Meet with God. -Excuse me?
I think they want to meet God.
-Where 'somewhere ... were you at? -I promised not to say anything.
Promised! Do you know what you might if you protect them?
Nothing at all. They are above the law.
No, no one is above the law.
Over us is always a greater power. It is a matter of social whole.
Anyway, they are against everything. They want to be free.
Free? Everything was going down the drain if all did exactly what occurred to them.
-Edward, remember that they have killed. -They say that the wall does not exist.
Edward ...
I have one that seems familiar to you. He goes by the pseudonym, an artist?
-A name with a number. -Louis XIV?
-Pope? -Yes! You know nice people indeed.
Do not take it up. It is a bit sensitive.
We continue.
He is with some of your friends. A pharmacist, a firefighter ...
We do not care about them, concentrate the Pope. The Pope is good.
-But he has seen God? Yeah, well safest for a Pope ...
He waits for his turn.
So God is there and he has seen Him. Ask if he has done so.
God only takes the once a week. On Sundays ...
Other days, he has plenty.
So busy ...
The Pope! He arranges a meeting for you.
-With God? -It clarifies he did not.
This is all well and good. Really what you were teasing!
-When. -In night.
-Where? -Where you want. It is a dream.
A dream ...
It begins two minutes after twelve.
-Two minutes past ...? -Yes, the Pope is a bit special.
-What should we do? -No, just go to sleep all together.
And ensure that no can bring you. Nothing at all.
It's the worst thing I know when people just hang up.
It was not that difficult.
We have not reached the target than but we have started well.
You were brilliant. Bravo.
-Thank you. -Did you just feel for it ...
As in all other occupations there are drones and artists.
-No thanks, I do not smoke. -Why not?
-Are you a coward? Afraid of dying? -Maybe I should take one anyway.
-What are we guilty? -No, no, nothing at all.
-Really buses. -Meetings with the other hand, costs nothing.
I just thought ...
My job is a few taps on the table, 300 francs and "see you".
As that speaking a language and never go to the country. But you fixed the meeting immediately!
So if you need me more ...
We penetrate us together. We surround ourselves course, be happy with specialists.
Yes, but then so ...
We vote on the proposal.
A big thank you.
Perhaps we can pick up Edwards as well.
That's a good idea. Three girls and three boys. Even couples.
Is not it?
Edwards will be with us. And you keep quiet.
How can you not do. It attacks not a police station twice.
My men will not let you get away. They are brutal.
We help each other. -Do not move.
Now be nice and do not follow after us.
-I am against violence. -I will certainly prevent them.
-Back off! They are purposeful. -What for something?
Over my dead body.
Since you ask so nicely ...
We do not know each other so well but can certainly talk about it here.
I am convinced that you are not a rascal.
-What would we talk about? -Everything and nothing. Above all, no, huh?
Normally, we would gladly have made it but now we are in a meeting.
Evangile ...
-In addition, we completeness. -No ...
Sorry. No, it is simply not possible.
-Another time perhaps. -Not very bus ...
What cool! I will not give up!
Hell!
How can you get interesting friends in this profession!
-Is it time again? -Yes, but this time we will sleep.
I Ferdydurke. Pleasant ...
-Edward. -I know.
I have read the book. That Battavia is rather special.
-You do not think of anything he writes? -Jo.
Oh. Only we continue of Tantrism, so ...
-Evangile, not paw! -Evangile ...
-Where are we? -For a quiet place.
The sea. I have never seen the sea.
The sea is calm.
I came to think of one thing. We drive all the time but never mind.
-He was up there did not foresee this. -What did I tell you ...
-But no one listens to me. -Will he ever stop complaining?
North, are you sleeping?
-Zhivago ...? -Shut up, Evangile, and slept.
North ...
Well ...?
-Well? -I can not.
I am so excited. I'm sorry, but I can not sleep.
I'm so lit ...
They are exhausted.
-This is not the right time. -With her, it is certain it still ...
-If you think it is I who govern ... -Ferdy.
Maybe you can help her somehow, so that she falls asleep.
Please ferdy ...
-She has to repay ... I have feelings. -I promise.
Let it go fast and skip features.
-Is it good? -Yes, we are concentrating.
I'm so nervous. Will it work?
It seems pretty weird to an outsider.
Everything will go well. It's just a dream.
-Will all that be? -If we only go to sleep nicely, so ...
Good luck!
-Then, we focus ... -Yes.
If I lost you one day have
how are you going to fall asleep
but to see me languish for you
but that I keep guard
and look at your eyelids
your breasts, your limbs and lips
I pee.
in a garden full of scents
and sprinkled with anise seeds
his body over your
What the hell is this? What are we doing here?
-Do you remember your dreams? -No, not that I got up.
-Nothing about the car and nothing else either. -Yet another ellipse and again ...
-You of course provokes Him all the time. -Now I do think he is angry.
We just run and run. I've had enough. We do not even know where we are headed.
-No, we do not know where we are. -Then it's best to just drive on.
Perhaps it is that we dream.
Of principle I dream never at the wheel.
Or dreamed that we would dream and now we are awake.
In this case we have only dreamed that we met.
Are we awake, we should not be together. Fascinating!
I pee on me soon.
Unless we dream that we are awake. Stop!
What is this? We dream or not?
Can I get out?
-This's not paradise. -Call it what you want.
I prefer the "other side". A more accurate title ...
-No one's angels! -No.
Are we dead? -No, I do not think.
It depends. The characters never die.
You can kill one on page 100, but he is alive on page 99.
A book one can open on either side.
I recognize myself. - North, I recognize myself.
This is where I live. It is my home.
-We have been here before. -But there has been a change.
Oh my God ...
-It 's not in ...? -No, it's me who live here.
I think not.
Are you afraid? You should know one thing ... I'm with.
But times like these re will never, so I go into.
-Goes into ferdy I do it with. -I.
It's my house. North ... -Edward!
Larva you not now.
It's my house.
-Excuse me, is your house? -Yes, but it is different.
Are there toilets?
What a mess!
Will you ever?
Pull!
So you will now.
Pull! Pull!
Life is hell as it is, without stuff to fuck with ... Hell!
-Nothing works in this shack. -It 's mine. What are you doing here?
It's my little house.
I assume you want something to drink. Well just as well ...
Just what I dread. A rude gag ...
Well ...? Several chapters have you done anything to talk to me.
When we meet you will not hatch out of you something. It would be great if you were consistent.
-Are you really God? -Well, I understand.
Yes, yes I am. Louis Albert God; writers at your service.
And it's not fun every day.
Are you God or not? He was up there, that is.
I gave myself a part in your story, in your world, so there I am somebody.
But in my world is Louis Albert God only one writer among many others.
By not selling so well any more and who find it difficult to write.
-Nothing special to be God ... -Anyway, it is my house!
You have to draw on some- punch. One can not always find everything.
-What is your problem? -We are unhappy.
-Not just you ... -Why did you give us so hellish life?
It will be as it gets. Good luck selling no. Ask the newspaper seller!
It's your fucking morals that plague our lives.
"You shall not kill and not bring neighbor said, only with a rubber ... "
"You should not smoke - then you will get cancer; not eat chocolate - then you will be thick. "
All good things are reprehensible. Damn, how sad!
Even if you are unhappy, you think you are free.
l Indeed, we decide nothing. We just forsake a lot and suffer.
We see our loved ones die and then we die with. Holy shit!
30 years of abstinence for no reason. Holy shit!
You let Battavia kill himself. We only had him ...
-My Alessandro ... -See there. Are you proud of yourself?
-You could have fixed something more festive? -Do you think my life is so hilarious?
See this. Thousands of unsold copies!
Works shit now?
You are depressed and let it go than others. Not very nicely done.
We are here to agree about something. Do not let anger take over.
I do not even how to do it for you.
Oh no? Not the slightest idea ... Translated version of part2.txt
Why do you think I went to the meeting?
You've messed up so I can hardly find it out.
-Sooner or later, the police you. -Something you may well think of ...?
One can not fight reasonableness of the time. It is simply not possible!
I am a realistic writer. 0m you can come up with a better idea ...
If it can be of some consolation; so we sit in the same boat.
I am also a character. It makes sense.
There are certainly some on me who writes ...
-0ch that person ... -... Have anyone over, and so on.
"When someone dreams of us in the same dream, we shall meet, "said the poet.
-So none exists. -Not even we?
Well, when someone writes or reads about you.
And otherwise ... -... Exists none.
Can not do anything about it? Nothing at all?
Well, do as I, be a writer. Take turns being "God."
Then you know that you exist, some neighbors, as long a history lasts ...
But there is always something.
Expect much trouble yet, especially As you are related to people like you.
You say no, Edward. Do you have any questions?
Where's the toilet?
What do we do now?
What does the author with a novel character who's getting awkward?
He kills him.
Jeez!
Are you okay?
I'm going to pee ...
-Little brother ... -What the devil was brusque!
He is a bad way.
I do not like to see him like that. We boil some coffee.
Already hard not to exist, but that nothing would exist at all ...
It hurts.
-North, there's been an embarrassing thing. -All right, for by now ...
Well, that's the way that I think I am with child.
-Do you believe that or are you sure? -I think I'm safe.
With the kids ... and it is his.
No, Maker Nine.
No, it's not mine, it is His. He was up there ... Louis Albert.
I have not slept with him; not even in my dreams.
Author does not lie with heroines to make them with children.
They use the scripture. God is himself an expert on it.
The Holy Spirit was already taking in, but this takes the prize.
-She gives us a little Messiah. -A kid was the only thing he came on.
He may think we are going to start a family, eat at eight and collect pension?
But there is nothing for us. -There is nothing for us, Louis Albert!
-Does it sound so, we strike. -Strike at the beach ...
-What do we do now? -Nothing at all.
We are dulled, history wavers and the page blank.
-He must simply react. -I do not like when he does it.
I was so fucking boring, North. So damn boring.
Keep it up and keep quiet.
-North, what was happening? -Holy shit!
He wants to get rid of the inconsistencies.
Cliché Magnificent, but he fussing when not ...
This is Commissioner Salambo. Release the hostages and give up!
Fuck you, cop bastard!
-Do not come with a coarse word! -We have nothing to lose.
Is not your life dear? -Yes, we live now.
-Life does not exist! -Death then?
If life does not exist Death Note hock anyone important.
Be sensible and give up. You know that it can not continue like this.
Chief, you've got some problems. -Halt, or we shoot!
-Let 's go! Add-on!
-Go to hell! -We are immortal! Immortal and free!
First Warning!
-Do not stop, they do not exist. -Why do we run then?
It is he, or we. His story, or ours.
-Useless to hope. They are nihilists. -What for something?
There was none. Shoot at random. It can not be helped.
Concentration ... Fire!
My beloved ...
-Do not give up, get on you. -I die ...
-Not if you do not believe it. -You can do yourself.
-It hurts so much. That's just nonsense.
He is killing you to get the manners of the story.
You could feel myself ... The pain is so real!
Show some courage!
I am sorry ...
-The idiot thought of that. -Zhivago!
You bastards!
You can rot in hell!
Murderers!
-Now I'm pissed. -They feel being threatened, so ...
Traitors! Shit Piles!
Collaborators!
My Zhivago!
He is not dead. Never forget it, because then you die, too.
But ferdy is hurt and we are in trouble!
-We have nothing to lose. -It remains to be seen.
Remember what ferdy said: "The characters are immortal."
-It was a dream. That's what remains to be seen.
There is one way to find out. Once and for all. As Battavia ...
The wall, yes. An excellent idea, for now I've had enough.
Right, left ... then we shall see who is the winner.
That's right. Your turn, Evangile ...
What if we made a mistake from the beginning. And my baby ...? -Our children, the North!
-I want to die! -Do you believe it, you die and we are having!
-To the left ... -I want for my Zhivago.
Let me get out! You're crazy! Stop!
You stay here; we stick together no matter what.
I'm so scared! The cops, bullets, Zhivago, Ferdydurke. Everything is real!
-The Wall ... -I experienced it as real.
I saw the crash, but it was just a book I read.
North! For God's sake! For our children's sake!
Was it a dream, it was beautiful.
One day you open a book and read what you always thought.
-In the last detail. -As if the author wrote for you.
One thinks "I want him to know."
But you will be disappointed. He is just like any other.
Translation: Marianne Marty, FoF