"Drink!" "What's wrong?" "You wanna die now?" "Fuck it." "She's not gonna drink..." "Can you breathe?" "Fuck it, I'm going outside." "Hi, it's me." "What's up?" "Not much." "I'm at school." "Working on a school project ... a science project." "What are you up to?" "Everything okay?" "I can't, I'm sorry." "Have to take care of some stuff..." "I love you too." "I'll call you later." "Kisses." "Can you breathe?" "Do you think she's breathing?" "Is she?" "Yeah..." "I'm pretty hungry." "Me too." "Go fetch the food." "Think we can leave her here?" "We'll be around." "She's not going anywhere.." "Okay." "Let's eat." "I'm starving." "What did you bring?" "Tahini rice with beans." "What are you having?" "Salad." "I don't usually like rice..." "What the fuck are you eating?" "Why are you wearing this?" "You look ridiculous." "Fuck off..." "What time is it?" "Twelve." "No rush." "Have to go to the bathroom." "I can't believe she's still alive." "Fucking jerk." "Fuck, it's delicious." "Just don't drink up the entire bottle." "I won't." "How long do you think she'll stand out?" "Dunno." "As long as she can." "I think I have a date tonight." "Really?" "I met this guy at the demonstration the other night." "We got arrested then we fucked the whole night in the cell." "Me and Jocke did it at a concert." "What concert?" "Who played?" "Don't remember." "Have you ever tried doing it with him?" "No." "Why not?" "He's kind of hot." "Yeah, but he's a vegan-sexual." "Do you mean he only fucks vegetables?" "No." "That's sick." "Deranged and disgusting." "No It means he only has sex with other vegans." "Tough shit." "Doesn't matter." "I would do him." "Don't care what he fucks." "Fucking pervert." "God, I'm bored." "How long do we have to be here anyway?" "I don't know." "As long as we have to." "Excuse me." "Could you please help me..." "I was wondering, do you know when the bus is coming?" "It's me." "Yeah, it's done." "Wait..." "Wait, wait..." "Shit." "I'll text you the damn thing." "Can't give it to you over the phone, can I..." "No." "If I don't call you, we'll never talk again." "Where's the backpack?" "We have to burn these." "Cards." "What are we gonna do with those?" "Ever played "Find the Fairy Queen"?" "No." "You choose four cards..." "Like this." "Four cards..." "Three of them are fairy queens." "The forth queen is deadly." "Turn them over." "If you find the queen of spades you're home free." "If you find the queen of diamonds you're dead." "Cool." "Let her try." "What's the punishment?" "Death." "You got it?" "YOU have to pick the cards." "I'll point at a certain card." "Nod if you want to turn it over." "Otherwise shake your head." "Understand?" "If you pick the wrong one I'll shoot you." "By the way, I forgot to mention another rule of the game." "You have to pick the very last card." "You can't go back." "Best of three." "You got fucking lucky." "Finally." "You're gonna get it now." "Fuck!" "Wait, wait, wait..." "What?" "Let's play one more time." "Why?" "Right is right." "One more time." "Okay." "Thou ancient, thou freeborn, thou mountainous North." "In beauty and peace our hearts beguiling..." "Damn it!" "I didn't have any bullets anyway." "Can't we burn these clothes?" "Why?" "Why not?" "I'm drunk." "I'm not in the state of burning anything." "Besides her, maybe." "I would still rather see them burned." "Can't you do it?" "Did you hear Samir was murdered?" "What?" "The other night." "They found him in a bush." "Really..." "Some fucking, fascist pig-fucker is going around and killing our comrades." "Samir was a fucking looser." "A fucking pussy." "I know." "Still, it doesn't matter." "He is still one of us." "He was." "I wish he wasn't." "The guy was really fucking idiot." "Couldn't even pronounce his fucking name." "Ugly as hell." "Ugly like a fucking turd." "Like a turd on a hot summer day." "A reeking turd." "A Bosnian turd." "Wasn't he Spanish?" "Who cares." "He's dead anyway." "We must find the responsible nazi-bastard and kill him." "Excuse me, sir." "Could you please help me?" "I can't make any sense out of this..." "Looks like gibberish to me..." "Yeah, I'm sorry." "Yeah, yeah." "You're right." "Do you have a lighter?" "I've got these matches." "Cheers." "Don't mention it." "Did you throw up?" "Yeah." "That's fucked up." "Are you sick?" "I don't know." "Must be something wrong with the whisky." "Listen." "We have to come up with a plan." "Absolutely." "For what?" "To avenge the death of our comrade Samir." "The turd!" "Yeah." "What kind of plan?" "Don't fucking know..." "Sounds like a really useless plan." "We have to find the killer " " And kill him!" "Rocks." "Okay, that sounds simple." "Of course it's simple." "He's gonna die." "Because we are going to kill him." "Do you have any idea how?" "I'm all out of ideas right now." "With the rifle." "Really..." "I mean, we don't even know where the fuck he is." "That's easy." "I know people who can help us." "Like who, exactly?" "Isaac." "The little short kid from Israel?" "Yeah, why?" "Isaac is like, eleven." "He doesn't know anyone?" "Believe me, kids these days know more than we." "Okay." "I suppose we have a plan then." "We'll talk to Isaac." "We should write this down." "It's not much to write down, trust me." "Doesn't matter." "It's still a damned good plan." "How are we supposed to kill him?" "With the rifle." "Genius..." "What are we going to do with her?" "What about her?" "I think she overheard everything we just said." "Don't worry about her." "I think she's dead." "Really?" "Nope, she's still alive." "Fuck her." "I have to go and take a piss." "This is our revolution." "Didn't we had one like yesterday?" "You know, when we rallied outside McDonalds   because they raised the price on their fucking salad-meals.." "Yeah but, this is different." "We said about the last one." "You're fucking drunk." "Not til these fucking fascist rug-munching whore pussies know they've lost, will we stop fighting." "Cheers!" "Not like we have anything better to do.." "Death to fascists!" "Death to conformists!" "For Samir!" "For Samir." "May he get laid in hell.." "Or something..." "I'm hungry..." "Come on!" "You can't possibly eat now." "We're drinking." "We're trying to get fucking drunk." "I'm fucking hungry!" "All you do is eat!" "Eat, eat, eat..." "Why can't you just drink?" "I'm hungry." "Here." "Drink beer." "It's the same." "I'm going to buy something to eat." "You want some?" "Hell no." "I'm planing to have fun." "Where did you find that?" "Found it on one of the shelves." "Thought we could hang it around it's head..." "Maybe play a bit." "See how long she can stand before she starts to shriek." "Cool." "So, what are you up to?" "We're setting up an account on Youtube." "We have to publish our masterpiece." "Sounds nice." "What do you think of this as an alias." ""Redfaction69"." "Sure." "Sounds good." "Very revolutionary." "This is gonna be a real revolution." "Stalin would be proud." "You're gonna sober up if you just keep on eating!" "We have to get more drinks this is a fucking revolution!" "Yeah, sure." "I'll go fix something to eat." "We have to mark this revolution." "What do you mean?" "This is our revolution." "What more would you like?" "Come on!" "All great revolutions end with a bang." "This is no fucking revolution." "It's more like bad behavior, or something." "It has to be something big so people will remember." "Otherwise it's pointless." "The Russian revolution, Che Guevara." "That's fucking big." "We need something like that." "You mean we should start a war?" "Would be nice to have a war." "We don't have enough money to start a war." "The next best?" "A victim?" "These fucking skinheads are not fucking human!" "They're like beasts, without any moral." "They're gonna set this world on fire, fuck it to destruction, and eat our unborn children." "Each time I see their shaved fucking skulls I see fucking red!" "Throw a rock at them and they crush like rotten eggs!" "I've seen some of them get crushed." "Fucking scum..." "Let's finish this, now." "What are you suggesting?" "They are the part of the big, blue epidemic." "We are the fire." "The cure." "The blood." "One more left." "He's all yours."