Part 1.
- Nothing. Only focking cockroaches... <boy's voice from the refrigerator>
- Look what i found in the trash can. The pizza! However, a little stale.. <girly voice>
- Better than nothing.
- Om-Nom-nom <in chorus>
- Look at us, sister. No wonder we're dangling at the bottom of the food chain. I hate it's. If it weren't for those cockroaches, we'd be runnin' the joint. We would be kings!
<it's haven't sense in English translation>- It's not all bad. Yesterday was macaroni… )
- Well, you know, it wasn't exactly like they was alone -_- </it's haven't sense in English translation>
Part 2.
- Dad, old buddy, old pal?
- Yeah. Hey, did you bring us anything to eat.
- Oh, look, son. You've made me lose my lunch. <looking at a flying beetle>
- You'll lose more than that if we don't eat. An graveyard is no place
for a young…
<The beetle perches to a large model of globe in the office.>
- Hey, kids! Guess what? <dad>
- I despise guessing games. <son>
- I'm gonna be president!
- Oh, goody.. <smears a beetle on the globe, in the region of South America> focking cockroach.. <rests against the globe with his other paw and looks at father>
<to daughter> - Everything the son touches is our great country United States of America. And I'm gonna rule it all! And this'll all be mine.
- Yes. Well, forgive me for not leaping for joy. Bad back, you know. <son>
- … And everyone will call me "Mr. President" and lick my ass.
<daughter> - Mom always licks my ass when she washes. I like it.
<father <dreaming> - Yes, me too. Oh, dear, I've said too much…
Well, I suppose you'd have found out sooner or later, you being so clever and all. <smiles sweetly>
- What about that shadowy place? <daughter, looking at the globe>
- Panama, Bolivia, Сolombia.. That's beyond our borders. You must never go there. It's far too dangerous. Promise me you'll never visit that dreadful place.
- No problem. <daughter>
- You run along now and have fun. And remember, it's our little secret.
- But we're still hungry! <son>
- Cockroaches in the refrigerator on the top shelf.
<son <leaving>> - I'm surrounded by idiots...
- Nothing. Only focking cockroaches... <boy's voice from the refrigerator>
- Look what i found in the trash can. The pizza! However, a little stale.. <girly voice>
- Better than nothing.
- Om-Nom-nom <in chorus>
- Look at us, sister. No wonder we're dangling at the bottom of the food chain. I hate it's. If it weren't for those cockroaches, we'd be runnin' the joint. We would be kings!
<it's haven't sense in English translation>- It's not all bad. Yesterday was macaroni… )
- Well, you know, it wasn't exactly like they was alone -_- </it's haven't sense in English translation>
Part 2.
- Dad, old buddy, old pal?
- Yeah. Hey, did you bring us anything to eat.
- Oh, look, son. You've made me lose my lunch. <looking at a flying beetle>
- You'll lose more than that if we don't eat. An graveyard is no place
for a young…
<The beetle perches to a large model of globe in the office.>
- Hey, kids! Guess what? <dad>
- I despise guessing games. <son>
- I'm gonna be president!
- Oh, goody.. <smears a beetle on the globe, in the region of South America> focking cockroach.. <rests against the globe with his other paw and looks at father>
<to daughter> - Everything the son touches is our great country United States of America. And I'm gonna rule it all! And this'll all be mine.
- Yes. Well, forgive me for not leaping for joy. Bad back, you know. <son>
- … And everyone will call me "Mr. President" and lick my ass.
<daughter> - Mom always licks my ass when she washes. I like it.
<father <dreaming> - Yes, me too. Oh, dear, I've said too much…
Well, I suppose you'd have found out sooner or later, you being so clever and all. <smiles sweetly>
- What about that shadowy place? <daughter, looking at the globe>
- Panama, Bolivia, Сolombia.. That's beyond our borders. You must never go there. It's far too dangerous. Promise me you'll never visit that dreadful place.
- No problem. <daughter>
- You run along now and have fun. And remember, it's our little secret.
- But we're still hungry! <son>
- Cockroaches in the refrigerator on the top shelf.
<son <leaving>> - I'm surrounded by idiots...
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