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Wolf turns away again. Who would be the winner? Wolf or Alexander?
Along the side are people waiting to see who would win.
A left! A two-bumping combination of Alexander.
Wolf keeps his coverage high Wolf, what are you doing? Come on!
Wolf, what are you looking at?
Wolf, what are you doing?
Wolf just drops his arms!
Come on, do something!
Wow, a left one. Wolf turns away again.
Oh, he just came out of there.
Wolf shows nothing of himself. Oh, Wolf turns away again.
That's just in the nick of time.
Come on boys, do something.
They keep lingering. When would the end of this game come?
It seems as if Wolf doesn't feel like it.
Your eyes reflect in the green...
where spring buds slowly appear on fragile branches.
You stand proud and tell with your eyes...
come to me and crawl close to me. Wolf?
Occupied.
I said: occupied.
Wolf.
Wolf!
Why didn't you fight?
Hey.
Wolf.
Why didn't you fight?
If you laugh at the moon three times, smile-it back.
Well today it doesn't do it.
Do you believe in miracles?
No.
What do you mean by a miracle?
A supernatural phenomenon caused by indefinable forces.
I believe in timing and precision.
Hey, stop! Mr. the realist.
Those who do not believe in miracles are not realists.
I went up in smoke. Yes, I see it.
Sit down, man.
Look, a coin.
It is a wishing well.
Just make a wish.
How could this happen?
He just had a bad day. Shame.
It wasn't up to him, you know.
Wolf? He must get to the bucket! Quiet.
And now?
Rematch!
There will be a winner.
So, keep them sharp and above all: Keep them well apart.
Hit.
Hit!
Beat!!
Sunday there will be a rematch between Wolf and Alexander.
Rules are rules, there comes a winner.
Where evil eyes look down upon me...
a very small light is lit above cold heads.
Where beauty slowly seems to go out, I see a fire in you...
which makes even bright light dazzle.
Hey.
I once fell in love.
Do you like my leg?
Beautiful.
Do you like my shoulders? Everything about you is beautiful, Wolf.
Everything is too much. Now my chest.
What do you think?
There is nothing more beautiful.
You exaggerate.
A perfect body. Now you have to stop.
Alex.
Alex!
Yes?
What do you do now?
I lean.
You?
I lean too.
Alex, are you going?
Where to?
I don't know. Away, to a place we don't know yet.
A place where the streets are paved with poems.
Where people embrace each other and move gracefully through the streets.
Where the world spits colours, without you having to search for them.
Alex?
Alex?
Alex, I have to show you something!
Tonight at ten o'clock at the hay barn! The one at the big tree.
It's important!
I'm the man who laughs at you!
I am the man who dies for you!
I am.... Dante!
Alexander, give me your hand.
Follow me. Don't be afraid, I know the way.
Let my light shine upon you, beautiful Alexander.
This is the way. The way to the heavenly.
Don't be afraid.
Take my hand.
Don't be distracted, it's not far anymore. Look into the light.
I'm Dante!
Then I'm Muhammad Ali.
LID SPEAKER: Your eyes reflect in the green...
where spring buds slowly appear on fragile branches.
You stand proud and tell with your gaze:
Come to me and crawl close to me.
Where evil eyes look down on me, a very small light is lit above cold heads.
Where beauty slowly seems to go out, I see a fire in you...
which makes even bright light dazzle.
I went up in smoke.
Hey!
Hey!
Wait!
You are beautiful!
I see you on the boat.
I come to ask the hand of your son.
I don't need to see him, I just come to ask for his hand. Wolf!
I am infected. Infected with the infections of infections, the queen of diseases.
What do you dick?
Wolf!
Which planet do you come from?
What a beautiful right of Alexander. What a pleasure to look at.
Alexander is in top form. Straight through the mating of Wolf.
Two-pulse combination, left right.
Wolf is almost ready on the ground.
Come on, Wolf, repack yourself!
Everyone is curious about who will win.
Along the side of the road they are all watching with excitement, who is going to win this match.
Wolf or Alexander? The rematch, again.
I am in love with You.
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