FIVE DAYS IN MARCH
Who do you work for?
No one. I work on my own.
Guess you could say I employ myself.
But you’re self-employed? Right?
You mean legally? Is there such a thing?
What are the rules?
Oh well. I don’t pay myself. I can’t afford it.
Who pays you?
Come on, who do you work for? We see you spending money.
On food and drink. That’s about it. Food is my work.
Do you declare those “food and “drink” expenses?
I don’t have anything to declare the food expenses against. I don’t make income.
Who do you cook for?
All those enslaved tortured and slaughtered. Dead and Alive. Do you want me to cook for you?
No, come on. Do ya?
Whadya think, I’m going to be enslaved, tortured and slaughtered?
If you are you want me on your side.
Whadya think I’m a terrorist or somethin’?
You tell me.
Look, nobody’s comin’ after me to enslave, torture and slaughter me. Maybe it’s you they’re after.
Terrorists don’t get enslaved tortured and slaughtered. They do the enslaving, torturing and slaughtering. Which one are you?