Dad...
Want some peanuts?
I need a drink.
A drink?!
Aren’t you ashamed to ask for a drink?
Get lost. I’ll kill you.
I'll shove broken glass into your liver. Get lost!
You want a drink, eh?
Be in your limits.
What’s going on, sir?
The patient is like a child.
He’ll fall asleep after the drink, and everyone will be at peace.
Or else, he'll keep crying.
Thank you, sir.
But he’s our enemy.
We can follow our enemy’s advice if it’s good.
We'll run away when that mad fellow is asleep.