Donald: brother Crisis.
Brother Crisis: I want to be unrecognizable.
People see me, they don't know who I am.
Donald: may be an alien?
Brother Crisis (thinking): may be..
Donald: we don't even know how aliens look like.
Go where you want, plenty of countries on the map.
Brother Crisis: who wants to go everywhere?
I like here.
Donald: I can show one lovely place.
Brother Crisis: I want to snooze.
Donald: you will snooze over there.
Beautiful place.
Brother Crisis: don't tell me, I want to guess.
Donald: lets pray, you can't go to this building without good prayer.
Brother Crisis: government!
Everyone brings me here first.
