I just want to apologize to Mike's mom and Josh's mom and my mom

Sono arrivati, non ho più
scampo. [Heather: I just want to apologize to Mike's mom and Josh's mom and
my mom and I'm sorry to everyone. I was very naive. (looks away from camera,
scared) I was very naive and very stupid and I shouldn't have put other
people in danger for something that was all about me and my selfish motives. I'm
so sorry for everything that has happened because in spite of what Mike says now
it is my fault. Because it was my project and I insisted on everything. I
insisted we weren't lost. I insisted we keep going. I insisted we walk south.
Everything had to be my way and this is where we've ended up. And it's all
because of me we're here now hungry and cold and hunted. I love you mom and dad.
I am so sorry. It was never my intention to hurt any one and I hope that's
clear. (begins to hyperventilate) I am so scared. What was that? I'm
scared to close my eyes and I'm scared to open them. I'm going to die out here.
Every night we just wait for them to come.(breaks down and sobs)] Orde di
Bake Rolls, Mars, Fruup Muller alla fragola, Madeleines de Commercy e Mikado
come se piovessero, tutti dotati di efficientissimo sistema di deambulazione, si
buttano giù dai loro ripiani del supermercato, attraversano le corsie,
sorpassano le casse incuranti degli sguardi stupiti della gente, si muovono
sotto i portici di piazza Alfieri e mi vengono a prendere. Chiamano l'ascensore,
suonano dlin-dlon e mi assalgono e mi travolgono, chiudono la porta alle loro
spalle. Vogliono che io li mangi. E io li mangio, tutti insieme. Mastico
sviluppando in poco tempo un apparato zigomatico degno di un indri-indri o di
Daniel Defoe: robusto in tutte le sue componenti per l'inserzione di un
potentissimo muscolo massetere. Mastico fino a fino a stare male. Mastico fino a
soffocare. Muoio.

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