The Mole:
Hold me.
[coughs]
The Mole:
There is no hope now, you must get out of here.
Kyle:
We can't leave without you!
The Mole:
It's okay, I'm done for.
Kyle:
No! We can't leave without you! We don't know where the hell we are!
The Mole:
Were is your God when you need him, huh? Where is your beautiful, merciful faggot now?
[coughs]
The Mole:
Here I come, God. Here I come, you fucking rat.
The Mole:
[singing]
Now the light, she fades... and darkness settles in... but I will find strength...
Kyle:
No, Mole, hang on...
The Mole:
[singing]
I will find pride within...
Kyle:
We'll get you home...
The Mole:
[singing]
Because although I die...
Kyle:
I can't face my mother...
The Mole:
[singing]
Our freedom will be won...
Kyle:
Not alone!
The Mole:
[singing]
Though I die... La Resistance lives... on... BLECHHHHH!
[dies]
The Mole:
[dramatic music starts]
Kyle:
[cutting the orchestra off suddenly]
SHIT!
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:28