Willem Kmetsch lives life as an outcast, like a dead man walking, until he happens to land a job as the caretaker of some rather "special" weapons.
Oh, damn it all. Fine!
!اللّعنة! فهمت
Ach, verdammte Axt.
Meinetwegen!
¡De acuerdo!
¡De acuerdo!
– Bon sang, j’abandonne.
– T’acceptes ?
Oh, cavolo! Va bene!
Ah, que seja então. Tudo bem!
Блин! Достал! Ну ладно!