"I think the beauty of Marikana is to fight in a muddy way. I think it's important to stretch it out there."

Smells muddy? Yeah? I wonder where. Is this some kind of irony? But she's right in the face.

"Mr. Maelia, what do you mean you smell muddy?

"Well, it's a better day than that."

I don't know. I'm concerned...... That would be a suspense case. Please don't go through there so easily.

"Come on, Mr. Maricana, move your legs without losing. It's okay, I'm on it."

"Yes, sir."

"Marikana, you're accumulating so much fatigue that you can't talk, poor thing..."