"WATCH YOUR LEFT" "Look, the postman." "Didn't expect me!" "I have a telegram." "And it's from Paris." "Well done." "Keep up your training." "The next match will be certainly a hit." "Best wishes." "Max" "Come on." "Up you go." "He's never around when it's time to work." "Let's go, Roger." "Let's go, Roger." "He's going for a personal record." "This is Dede, the great Dede, who's gonna run the 52,000km in 1 hr and 24mins." "Well, that wasn't tough at all." "And I had particularly trained for this race." "And my neighbors will be really happy..." "The training is resumed." "Next!" "Go on." "Start." " Nothing for us?" " Nothing for us?" "Well no." "All for me." "He's a brute." " Who?" " The boxer over there." "He hit me in the face with special gloves." "I picked up the book from the stool." "And bang!" "That idiot hit me in the face and I couldn't see him, or anything anymore." "Here's the postman." "You big brute."