:51:00
That's how they ate up Australia.
:51:04
This isn't Australia.
:51:06
It's easy to make rabbits
multiply on paper.
:51:12
He wants to limit himself
to 1 50 per month.
:51:18
1 50!
:51:20
Great.
:51:22
A toast to the losers!
:51:26
Is that guy renting the farm?
:51:28
No. He told me he bought it.
:51:31
- He's a farmer?
- No, he's a hunchback.
:51:38
Where does he buy bread?
:51:40
He buys everything in Ruissatel.
:51:42
He thinks my bread is poison?
:51:46
No. He avoids the village.
He's from Crespin.
:51:50
From Crespin?
:51:51
That's nothing to brag about!
:51:54
Nonsense!
Crespin folks aren't bad!
:51:57
Most are.
:51:58
- What did he do?
- He was a tax collector.
:52:02
Maybe he'll raise our taxes!
:52:05
Is he staying long?
:52:06
I don't know. In any case,
he's fiixing up his house.
:52:10
- By himself?
- Yeah, with gloves on.
:52:13
Some farmer!
:52:15
A hunchback from Crespin,
hiding on the hill-- sounds fiishy.
:52:19
Leave him alone
and he won't bother us.
:52:22
- Maybe he's a spy!
- What'll he spy on, your chickpeas?
:52:35
Then he said, ''The Good Lord
sent us a sure loser!''
:52:39
Within six months he'll be gone.
:52:41
He claims he must succeed
in three years.
:52:43
Easier said than done.
:52:45
But it proves he's got money.
:52:48
Inherited money
burns a hole in your pocket.
:52:52
In six months he'll be broke
and we'll buy him out cheaply.
:52:56
Meanwhile, let's see what he does
with his Chinese squash...