Knock, knock, knock… What? I thought that? Why "knock"? How's it "knock"? Does that follow? Not unless it's later. So… this part could be a memory… but it would have to… Knock, knock… Oh, ha, ha, how silly. But who the hell is knocking at this hour? Knock, knock, knock… Who is it?! Room service. Ah, it's you guys, what do you want? It's very late now. It's half past seven. Open up, there's beer. Clanc, swish, gjyhiii. Clafffsss, tlinc, glug, glug, glug.
Give me the doll. Here it is. Give me my doll! I already told you to take it, here. Give my doll back! What, you can't reach it? Mom!! Give it back, honey. Ok, here you have it. No! What are you doing? Mom!! He threw it out the window! I didn't! It's here, look. He tricked me. What a crybaby, can't you take a joke even once? Don't play like that. I'm not playing: I want him to give me my doll. Give the doll or I'll punish you. Mom, he's got an ugly look. Why'd you tell her?: now I'll keep it. Stop it, I can't turn around in the middle of the road… Enough is enough! You're moving too much. Stop fighting! Mom, watch out!…