Hypochondriac:
So what do you think, where are we going to sleep tonight? Here, under the sky?
Young nurse:
Oh, you already want to sleep, sleepless?
Hypochondriac:
I will never forgive you that!
[starts walking]
Glutton:
Where are you going?
Hypochondriac:
I'm going home!
Singer:
With what? With a balloon?
Managing director:
[to the nurse]
Remember that if he won't return, you have to answer some questions in the militia!
Young nurse:
[tries to calm everybody]
Eat, rest, lie around. And if you want something more to eat, go to the shed. There are some groceries. Others can collect some branches and make a fire. I hope you understood me?
Glutton:
[arrogantly]
Girlie...
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